Went salsa again yesterday to Union Square. That's like the place to be for Salsa in Singapore. Almost becoming a regular there now. They had an NUS event there yesterday and the dance floor was CROWDED, with observers. It almost seemed like the few who were actually dancing were performing and the rest were gathering around to watch like some street show or baskers in the middle of Orchard Road. As the night got later, the crowd from the NUS bunch dispersed and things got back to becoming a little more normal.

We ordered a pillar of beer. Ermm... I would like to call it a jug, a pint, a barrel or anything more familiar but if you really see it, pillar really does seem to be the most appropriate term. So whatever the others used to call it, its called a pillar now. Halfway through a lady took her order at the bar counter, she smiled at me and I smiled back. Before I knew it she asked, "You are Zhigang right?" I looked at her in disbelief. No I did not recognise her, and she remembered my name. This must be the millionth time it has happened in the past two months. Have I caught amnesia or something? Anyway I TRIED to pretend I have some impression of her face. It didn't work, she knew I had no idea. This was damn embarassing. Anyway if she ever happens to read this blog, sincerest apologies Siqi.

With an empty stomach I drak the beer and before I knew it, I was a bit high... and you know what? Dancing that way feels GREATTT. Soon the guys and girls from the Tuesday class joined us. Don and the other two girls had to leave early but I had to steal a couple of dances from the gals before I leave or I'll feel my time to be wasted. I did my zalsa again Hahaha... improvision and creation of whatever often missing a step here and there. Jackson saw me, darn... I think I'm really in his black book now. Haha... oh well.. "As long as you enjoy it, that is most important" -Jordan- Oh saw Jordan again, she said hi this time, she's really really sweating. Didn't wanna ask her for a dance like that. Haha... no offense.. its nothing personal. And thanks for that phrase, it made me really enjoy salsa. *winkz* Never saw Jane ever again though. Need to return her a beer.