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Well I was wrong. For that thing on Saturday night, it turned out to be swing dancing. And it rocked. The dude played a lot of Frank Sinatra. And lord knows how much I adore that man.
Danced mostly with girls (Jessica, Catherine Cronce, Megan Knapp, Lauren Smyczek, etc.), excepting Peter Hiller, that little darling. He's a really good dancer. <3
At one point, I was standing in a room full of people waiting to learn how to do a certain dance step (actually, a spin....thing....), and I was one of the few girls without a guy to dance with.
Suddenly, I looked up, and the instructor guy walked over and said, "May I borrow you?"
Oh...my gosh. Okay, let me just remind you that I have two left feet. I'm as clumsy as a cow. I do NOT know how to dance.
It was terrifying. The entire room was watching to see how we did it. Good thing I was wearing a floorlength dress and nobody could tell my steps were off. What was even MORE fortunate for me was that the stuff he was teaching us was mainly for the guys, who lead the girls to spin, so he just kind of twirled me around and it wasn't half bad.
There was a really, really hot guy there. He was like...a vision, leaning there in the doorway in a suit and vest and tie and everything. Holy crap. I couldn't stop staring. He looked as if he came straight out of one of those "Pride and Prejudice" or "Emma" type movies. A Mr. Darcy or Mr. Knightly kind of fellow. Mmm, divine.
Julia knows him. I think we need a formal introduction sometime, he and I. Hehe.
Anyway, school is overwhelming. It's hard forcing myself to get everything done on time. But I promised myself that this would be a better semester. I can't let down.
Blah, Lucas finally sat with us at lunch today. Told some stories and stuff, but always looked at Cathy when he told them. A very brief glance in my direction every once in a while, but nothing more.
I didn't react as strongly about it as I thought I would. I guess I'm realizing that there's not much I can do, so I might as well just roll with the punches.
Life.
*shrug*
~Eliz
Danced mostly with girls (Jessica, Catherine Cronce, Megan Knapp, Lauren Smyczek, etc.), excepting Peter Hiller, that little darling. He's a really good dancer. <3
At one point, I was standing in a room full of people waiting to learn how to do a certain dance step (actually, a spin....thing....), and I was one of the few girls without a guy to dance with.
Suddenly, I looked up, and the instructor guy walked over and said, "May I borrow you?"
Oh...my gosh. Okay, let me just remind you that I have two left feet. I'm as clumsy as a cow. I do NOT know how to dance.
It was terrifying. The entire room was watching to see how we did it. Good thing I was wearing a floorlength dress and nobody could tell my steps were off. What was even MORE fortunate for me was that the stuff he was teaching us was mainly for the guys, who lead the girls to spin, so he just kind of twirled me around and it wasn't half bad.
There was a really, really hot guy there. He was like...a vision, leaning there in the doorway in a suit and vest and tie and everything. Holy crap. I couldn't stop staring. He looked as if he came straight out of one of those "Pride and Prejudice" or "Emma" type movies. A Mr. Darcy or Mr. Knightly kind of fellow. Mmm, divine.
Julia knows him. I think we need a formal introduction sometime, he and I. Hehe.
Anyway, school is overwhelming. It's hard forcing myself to get everything done on time. But I promised myself that this would be a better semester. I can't let down.
Blah, Lucas finally sat with us at lunch today. Told some stories and stuff, but always looked at Cathy when he told them. A very brief glance in my direction every once in a while, but nothing more.
I didn't react as strongly about it as I thought I would. I guess I'm realizing that there's not much I can do, so I might as well just roll with the punches.
Life.
*shrug*
~Eliz