IT'S BEEN AWHILE

that union's been on my saturday night activity list, and heading home so late/early.

i'm starting to regain that "who-cares-if-i'm-tired" feel when i head to union on the weekends now.

it's probably because i still hardly go down.

most of my dances were good.

and by that, i mean FUN. =)

we screwed up plenty of times and got stepped on by the neighbors, but it was all good because we laughed our way through it.

there was one guy i couldn't quite follow in the beginning because i had expected a lead like the others i danced with.

after five dances with him, i got it.

he had a very cuban style so there was plenty of double back breaks and major tension in arms.

i suppose i gave the impression that i was having as much fun as him, since he had asked if i had learnt salsa from a latino and looked surprised when i said no.

apparently, my hips move like a latino's. i took it as a compliment, but he said "no it's not a compliment, it's just the way it is".

well, all right then.

if it weren't for shingling's birthday though, i don't think i would've gone down.

wh made an appearance for her as well. =)

but thanks to the occasion, i was tested through my fatigue how i could continue following.

i was tired, but still didn't screw up too badly. =)

had a nice chat with tony during dinner after our performance.

falling asleep now...=)