Had a great night last night...

Met ken and the gang for dinner...Huixian came along too...quite a nice surprise lar...It was really great talking to her about Singapore's food scene...Nice to meet someone with similar tastes and preferences.

After dinner we went to Union because ken was so enthu to show off his salsa moves...Two of his gal pals drove down to watch him. One of them was quite chio...

Union was crowded because it was ladies night...Kept on bumping and grinding into people on the dance floor. Some fat, hairy and sweaty ang moh knocked into me when I was carrying my drink to our table...causing me to spill half of it...The lout did not even apologise to me, much less buy me another Martini...

I danced with a Singaporean actress. She has an elder sis who is also in the entertainment industry. This gal is most well known for her film debut, in which she locked lips with another pretty young thing. Incidentally, the film was a box-office disaster and was shoved out of the nomination list for a foreign film festival...because there was too much English in the script. I've been told that this film was full of pregnant silences (whatever a "pregnant silence" is), so I guess it is ironic that they rejected it because of the language in the dialogue.

Dancing with 26 ladies in one night is tiring, but I enjoyed the variety! For some strange reason, one of my partner's male friends called me Annabelle Chong...I seriously wonder if that was a compliment or a snide remark...

Most challenging one was Gen...who was 1.7+m tall...I had to arch my back and stand on my toes so she could clear my turns...I was giving her a broken smile throughout our dance...a combination of a grimace and a forced smile...One of my partners got her beats and turns all wrong...eventually, she gave up trying to dance salsa and just gyrated like a wild cat in heat...She wore a backless halter and a mini skirt that ended mid-thigh...Halfway through her gyrations she let down her hair...so every straight male within a 10 m radius was leering at the both of us ( or rather, her) ... There was a symphony of cat calls and wolf whistles...I was a bit disappointed that I could not elicit an equally enthu response from the ladies in the crowd...despite my slick Miami slides...hahaha...but I was the ultimate winner last night cos she came and asked me for my number! Natalie really made my day:)

Rhonda was there as well and I continued playing cat-and-mouse with her...I did not want to be ensnared in another "interrogation session"...I have also learnt to steer clear from some mature ladies who come down just to look for boy-toys...Union is full of these male lolitas...young-looking ( though not always as young as they look...) guys who are humorous, intelligent and know how to say things that please older women...I've got a bad rep because all kinds of women come to me to make friends, buy a drink or ask me to dance...i've even done mothers and daughters before! ( ok...this sounds darn wrong, forget I said it...) Scratch under my veneer and you find a sloppy, messy, clumsy and easily jealous boy who is insecure and indecisive...This proves the old adage " do not judge a book by its cover" correct.