The Dance Talk
Straight to the point, I am not a very talky dancer.
This means that I do not talk much during a dance.
When I ask a person for a dance, I only dance.
People can call me anti-social, people can call me a silent dancer but the truth is I don’t really like to talk during a dance.
Regarding any gossips, you can always find me after a dance to bitch about it.
If it’s not a matter of life and death, I would seriously prefer to do it later.
- I think that talking during a dance is irritating as it will divert my attention away from making the dance nicer.
- I believe that speaking on the dance floor is disturbing to my musicality interpretation skills.
- I believe that talking to me should be kept to the minimum as I am unable to concentrate on eavesdropping on the guy next to me trying his best to pick up his girl.
- I believe that a fine should be imposed on all the dance talk.
Okay, all those are rubbish.
The fact that I seldom talk on the dance floor is because I will fidget as I am not very used to it.
Why do people ask questions in the midst of a dance?
I am always blown away by the answers by my skitzo half.
I find him more entertaining than my true self.
Let’s take the following scenario as a gauge and we will see who is more entertaining.
My split personality friend is named Holly Molly.
[Stranger] What’s your name?
[Almost Virgin] Johnny.
[Holly Molly] Snuffulaughugus. But if it makes you happy, you can always call me Dear.
[Stranger] So where are you from?
[Almost Virgin] Singapore.
[Holly Molly] I am from a land far far away called Euranius.
[Stranger] I mean where did you learn Salsa from?
[Almost Virgin] I learnt Salsa from JJ and Bachata from Enmotion.
[Holly Molly] From the hills of Wudang and Shaolin. The move I am executing now is called the Hidden Palms of Buddha.
[Stranger] How long have you been learning Salsa?
[Almost Virgin] Around 14 months.
[Holly Molly] Salsa? Never heard about it.
See, Almost Virgin is such a dull boy in a dance.
My skitzo friend is much better as an entertainer.
Me? I am just a dancer.
Whenever Holly Molly says something in my brain, I will really enjoy it but I just can’t say it the way he does.
So I will rather remain shut.
The other day, I was dancing with a lady to the song of Sealed With a Kiss, salsa version.
Out of no where, she started saying, “Wow, this song is so nostalgic.”
I raised my eyebrows to heaven and said to myself, damn it, quick I need to reply out of courtesy. I cannot let her speak to herself.
I said, “Yeah man, this song is at least ten years old.”
She exclaimed! “Ten years old???”
We never spoke again.
3 Comments:
Funny like F***! Ahahaha
actually, ladies talk to guys for a number of reasons:
1. his lead is terrible and I cannot follow. Rather than risk certain death, I create a diversion by talking to him.
2. he is attempting moves which are too complicated and high level for me to follow. Rather than risk certain injury, I create a diversion by talking to him.
3. he is completely off beat. Rather than running here and there to accomodate, I create a diversion by talking to him.
4. he is turning me too much, too fast and too furiously. Rather than falling flat on my face because I am so dizzy, I create a diversion by talking to him.
5. he is v cute. Rather that waste this opportunity to get close, I talk to him.
So, I think someone very PRO already now lor...girls need to talk to u to catch their breath wor. hehee.
My dear, you are so farnie. You bright up my day and loosen the tension on my boring work load. Loved it. Hear from you soon.
Post a Comment
<< Home