Salsa Lessons : Day Three

My plan to oversleep didn't work. I think it was mainly because of the alarm clock that i set. I went off to slumberland at 1800, and the alarm clock rang at 1830. Dragged myself out of bed when snooze kicked in at 1850. Propelled out of the house at 1900, and stepped into Serangoon MRT at 1915. For those of you who don't know, walking from my house into the MRT in 15 minutes requires very fast walking.

Anyway, when i woke up, i discovered an sms waiting in my handphone. It was from Karate Kid to confirm if the meeting is at same time and same place. We always meet up before heading to the dance studio. I told her that i was gonna be late and she said to go up to the studio alone.

It was good, except for the fact that i didn't know where the studio was exactly. My biggest problem with directions is that i am happy to just follow around, without taking note of the surroundings, when there's someone to lead. Fortunately, i did manage to find the place before going to too many wrong places.

The salsa lessons, i realise, were good opportunities to hold the hands of the pretty girls. There were many times i continued holding onto the girl's hand when we were supposed to be litsening/looking at the instructors. Not that i purposely want to keep on holding the hands, but it sort of pop as a realization later that "oh, i'm still holding to her hand...". Not that the girl couldn't withdraw her hand if she felt uncomfortable, i rationalized.

But it is game theory. The reason why i didn't withdraw my own hand was that it is an indication that i'm uncomfortable with the girl holding my hand. Which would also likely be the reason why the girl did not withdraw her hand too. Not the most flattering thing in a dance, you'll trust me on this.

So if i forgot to release the girl's hand, i'll just keep holding onto the hand. Oh... i apply this procedure with only one girl :p Hypocrisy, yes, but c'mon, gimme a break :)