Wednesday, 1 August 2012

July randoms

Sometime last year, I blogged rather glibly: "I want to be dancing when I’m wrinkled and grey. First things first- I’ve got to learn to dance now." Of course, there wasn't any intention to actually go for dance lessons; I had been (to my shame) cheap with words. And who would've thought that I'd be seeing my careless blog through? But life has its way of handing you opportunities without even trying; one day a friend invited me to join him for free swing dance lessons (courtesy of LindyKL), and so I did.

The experience was thrilling to say the least. And over the course of two weeks, I've learnt alot, of, resilience to shame- and apart from that, in general, learning a lot.

I'll have to say, swing isn't an elegant dance. Graceful, but not elegant. And that too in a different way. There is so much interaction between the dancers- dance routines aren't planned, but are done impromptu based on body language. There are different roles in the dance; leaders must lead and followers must follow. It takes so much understanding and cooperation for the dance to work. But when it does, Voila. It really is a sight to behold.

I'm a slow learner, but I'm really enjoying it. And at the moment, only one desire that’s left in me, want the whole damn world to dance with me.


Big bad wolf booksale is back! And this time, it's back in time for Christmas! ;) Gather your sons and daughters everyone. It's time for war!


Sorry for such a disjointed post. But here's something to add to it (so much win!).

 Alright then, stay safe and don't do drugs (unless you're really ill and must absolutely have it).

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