D'oh. Depression.
Ok, so. The swing dance. First of all, we played at like 7:30-7:50, and then I lost track completley of K. So I walked around for like, the whole time, while without me noticing, my heels were getting blistered. And then, I remembered that K was preforming with the OST group, and I went and sat down. My seat was in the front row, and EJ was dancing with 3 people and I was afraid she'd make me dance with her, so I sneaked to a seat farther back, and who should I see on my way there? Just guess. Anyway, so I was thinking, somthing special is going to happen. I just know it. I was debating whether or not to move forward a couple of rows, so I was sitting behind him, but then Matt Yang came up and sat beside him and they started talking.Oh fudge. So, after K was done playing, I looked for her for the whole time and couldn't find her. Z and M came to the band room while I was looking for her, and I guessed that they left or something (but I was wrong, I saw him later). I kept looking for her and looking and looking and my feet got incredibly blistered.
So, long, painful story short:
No one asked me to dance, I never talked to him, my feet are blistered, and I couldn't congradulate K because I couldn't find her.
My life is kind of sad. But I just felt this STRONG feeling that something would happen. All I discovered is that nothing good ever happens to me and Z probably doesn't like me.
D'oh. Depression.
So, long, painful story short:
No one asked me to dance, I never talked to him, my feet are blistered, and I couldn't congradulate K because I couldn't find her.
My life is kind of sad. But I just felt this STRONG feeling that something would happen. All I discovered is that nothing good ever happens to me and Z probably doesn't like me.
D'oh. Depression.