Salsa Lessons : Day One

Went for my first ever dance lesson. And it was salsa. Personally, i don't think getting into fast beats is a good way for a beginner to learn dancing. But since salsa being salsa, i thought i'll give it a try. Just be glad i didn't think of belly dancing at that time. And if you've never seen me physically before, me belly dancing is just gross, imo that is.

Karate Kid enrolled together with me in the class. Frankly i think i would have been more comforatable partnering her. But then it would also have been awkward. Comfortable and awkward, what am i talking about? Well, i guess initial partnering, the touching and standing close, would have been awkward. Afterall, we seem kind of agreed on the exceptionally high level of violence that would emerge when we're close enough. But after the intial awkwardness, i believe i would have been more comfortable dancing with someone i knew.

I initially had fears that they would make us do detailed introduction. Fortunately, the introductions required were not more than what a person would do when asking someone for a dance. The other fear was that the females would be few and wearing sexy outfits like those we see in dancing competitions on tv. That would have been too distracting. Again fortunately, singaporeans are more conservatively dressed and the quantity of female outnumber the males in the class.

I've always known that i was not good with hand-eye, hand-leg, leg-ear, whatever combination coordination. Basically, i'm clumsy on the agility/coordination scale. But i never thought i would become a block of wood on the dance floor.

My first impression about dancing is eye contact. That one must maintain constant eye contact with the partner with a plastered smile, to so called "make a connection". But apparently, looking so deeply into the girl's eyes at such close proximity (close enough to kiss) is pretty unnerving for them. One of the girls even said i was scary. But then she was the same girl who asked me if i came with a girlfriend...

Anyway, as more steps were being introduced during the lesson, i lost myself and could no longer look into any partner's eyes. I was gazing into the realm of numerical, one, two, three, what the hell, five, six, seven. Was there an eight? Maybe that extra step is why i'm always fumbling. Or maybe it was the missing four that's the cause

I can't remember if there were any kawaii girls in the class. I was so drained, tired, sleepy, hungry and my bwain bwain bwain brain was in a constant state of catatonic hiccup. Considering that i did not fall prone and twitch in uncontrollable spasm, i tink i did pretty well.

*sigh* Salsa is so difficult. I need more practice.

PS: I took up the class to learn slasa, not to find girls. I am pure one okie. Um... you can start vommiting about now.