A lazy weekend...
Went to Union for salsa...The dance floor was packed as usual...Union is not called "Home Of The Latin Beats" for nothing...haha. Most of my partners last night were very nice, except for a certain rude and uncouth Ah Lian who gave me very bad vibes...As she had been chainsmoking most of the night, her breath smelt like a dragon's...There was an Argentinean couple on the floor. The girl was an absolute princess but her pal looked like a pug. When I asked for a dance, the pug eye-balled me and whispered in a very hoarse voice( another chainsmoker), "she's already spoken for..." What a possesive, insecure and unfriendly old poke! For dramatic effect, he stroked her thigh and licked her ear( utter grossness!). The girl squirmed and went back to nurse her Gin and Tonic...I shrugged casually and subsequently shared the dance with a petite Chinese girl with a French Braid.
"Men always set themselves up for a fall..." Discuss.
This was one of the talking points during dinner with Mr. Tham. It's true you know...
Consider this: guys take girls to posh restaurants, buy expensive gifts and spend excessive amounts of time and effort obsessing over trivial details in the lives of "that special someone"... This creates hyper-inflated expectations and the girl starts to think that it is normal for the guy to express his love so lavishly. When they finally end up together, she gets a rude shock when her bf just can't (or is less willing) to meet her demands. The result is a relationship full of stress and tension.
I resolve never to set myself up for a fall ever again. I've done it so many times and the result has always been overwhelming pressure and anxiety. In future, I'll make sure that our relationship is built on the cornerstones of honesty, trust and openness...I will let you know what to expect if you decide to be with me. I will not pretend to be someone I am not. I will not hide under a veneer of epicurean sophistication. I will be caring throughout our relationship, and not just during the courting period.
*Haiz* it sounds so simple...but we all know how easy it is to slip into the image of someone we are not (at least for me..)
On another note, the food at Botak Jones is really great. Think Southern Comfort with the flavours of the Singaporean Heartland-Unpretentious and satisfying grub. Thick, Paprika-spiced fries that are crispy on the outside and fluffy inside... moist, tender Cajun chicken that gets more flavourful with every bite! The burgers are too-die-for as well. In many fast food chains, a burger is a synthetic mass of glutens and some unsavoury pig/chicken/cow parts (eg snouts, ass and ears). If you are REALLY lucky, you can taste what animal you are eating. On most occasions however, the burger in your styrofoam container is usually a factory-produced disc that is dry, hard and tastes of animal fat. Here, the burgers are fist-sized mounds of REAL MEAT! I suspect that breadcrumbs is incorporated into the delicious blend of minced beef, egg yolk and spices (usual homemade burger ingredients). This is because the burger does not disintegrate into incoherent bits even after being cut with a steak knife...
Met FJ for a drink recently...Frankie had a story to tell...He recently got re-acquainted with a gal pal from his uni days. Over the course of a few months, they dated and things seemed to be heading in the right direction. She was sending out good vibes, but FJ did not want to rush things. He remained his usual cool cucumber self...
Until the day disaster struck and she came to meet him on a date...with a new bf in tow.
Apparently, she felt she was not getting younger and was tired of waiting. The other guy was perceived to be less passive and more committed.
"Can you imagine how I felt when I had to watch them cuddle AND claim that it was great that the two of them got together? I really, really liked her you know..." FJ's voice was choked with emotion. The man who controlled the accounts of bigwig clients in an international bank was at his weakest and most vulnerable.
Well FJ, if you really liked her, why didn't you tell her? You had nothing to lose but your own pride then...Now, you lost the Golden Ticket. Well, hope you'll bounce back soon. Learn something from this and move on. Let this be a lesson to all the passive guys out there...
Meeting Stefan for dinner on Tues...looking forward to that.
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