Homecoming
I'm glad I went. I wasn't going to, originally. I was just gonna stay home, watch some movies (Pulp Fiction and Eternal Sunshine), and eat some really nasty old pop corn I've had sitting in the pantry for over a year. I was going to call tonight, 'lets feel sorry for me' night. But I decided against it. Why?
Because...
1) It sounded kinda boring. Not to say that either Pulp Fiction or Eternal Sunshine are boring, it's just that, well-I've seen them both before. And it would be depressing.
2) I love being spontanious. Even if it does cost me fifty bucks.
and
3) I wanted to see Jen and Juliana's getup. (I was just so happy to see Jen and Juliana. It made my night. Seeing how happy they were and how GREAT they were dressed. VERY SHARP!)
Anyhow. It was fun. The DJ was okay. A lot of times I wasn't sure if I was suppose to get my groove on or slow dance. That was an interesting feat.
I'm home now. And, for some fucking unknown reason, I just put on some deoderant. I don't know why. I took a shower and I'm going to bed. It just kinda happened. My hand kinda found its way to the deoderant and against my arm pit. And now I'm sleeping with deoderant on...that's wierd. Or at least I think so...
sorry. very random thought.
oh. and tonight i finally realized what a fucked up dancer i really am.
Because...
1) It sounded kinda boring. Not to say that either Pulp Fiction or Eternal Sunshine are boring, it's just that, well-I've seen them both before. And it would be depressing.
2) I love being spontanious. Even if it does cost me fifty bucks.
and
3) I wanted to see Jen and Juliana's getup. (I was just so happy to see Jen and Juliana. It made my night. Seeing how happy they were and how GREAT they were dressed. VERY SHARP!)
Anyhow. It was fun. The DJ was okay. A lot of times I wasn't sure if I was suppose to get my groove on or slow dance. That was an interesting feat.
I'm home now. And, for some fucking unknown reason, I just put on some deoderant. I don't know why. I took a shower and I'm going to bed. It just kinda happened. My hand kinda found its way to the deoderant and against my arm pit. And now I'm sleeping with deoderant on...that's wierd. Or at least I think so...
sorry. very random thought.
oh. and tonight i finally realized what a fucked up dancer i really am.