Congratulations to all the singles out there!

Are you single?

Congratulations on not being stuck with the wrong person at this moment!!

"Christmas is all around me. Come on and let it snow."

"The Trouble With Love Is" by Kelly Clarkson

Why don't you dance with a raincoat?

This is still about the night I spent at the new social ballroom dance place.

There was one guy who was probably the only one doing American style/willing to do American style, so we did a couple of dances. He is an advanced dancer and I always like to have advice/comments from advanced dancers. Ironically, he told me that he didn't care about how well the partner could dance, e.g. frame, familiarity with the figures, etc., as long as she could move her feet to the rhythm of the music so she wouldn't drag him down.

If he really meant what he had told me, then OUCH!! Here is some of my thought: why don't you dance with a raincoat?

BBC vs. VOA

My dance teacher always said that being an *educated* dancer is like know the *language* of leading and following so that you can *communicate* with another *educated* dancer nicely.

I went to check out a new social ballroom dance place last night (and hence missed my favorite movie on TV). When the music was on, it was quite a *shockingly* amazing scene: every single person in the room started their international routines, most of which looked not bad. They are *educated* dancers, of course. However, the problem is that they only did international-style ballroom dances while I love my American-style dances and have almost zero knowledge about international-style figures. As a result, I had to fake some *international-style-ish* steps for the whole night.

The whole situation reminded me of my dance teacher's words right away. I feel like someone who speaks American English accidentally bumped into Yorkshire in England through Doraemon's door and has to fake some funny British accent in order not to be singled out as *foreigners*.

Of course, British English is not easy to fake: e.g. I could hardly do a heel-turn, so I guess that I did get *recognized* as a *foreigner*. After all, I could still dance with them, not very gracefully though, which made me believe that we both speak the same language, with very different accents, though. LOL

P.S. Later that night, I learnt that around ONE THIRD of the people at the dance are dance tutors teaching somewhere.

Holiday shopping is *fun*.

I planned to stock up my favorite product during the holiday, but couldn't find what I wanted on the shelf.

Me: Excuse me. I can't find product XXXX.
Salesgirl: If it is not on the shelf, we probably don't have it.
Me: So is the product discontinued?
Salesgirl: Oh yes, I hope so.
Me:... ^&*#

I don't get it.

It is totally understandable that someone who has had a very close relationship, either a good friend or a partner, will definitely get underneath your skin no matter how the relation ship ends up. However, what I don't get is that how come a nodding acquaintance, or shall I say a *dancing*-nodding acquaintance also possesses such great power?