a night of reflection, hahaha sounds all deep and shit
so i went to hip hop last night and realized that i am not a good dancer unless i have a bit of alchol in the system, just too damn tense. actually, i suppose i did all right for a white guy, i mean i think i was the only white guy who actually danced, which says something i think. it was jessica's birthday, so i had to get out there and show some honkey love. i think for the most part i will stick to swing dancing cause i am way more sexy doing that then ghetto dancing. either way i felt the fool and it was great. i left early though, what a jerk friend. haha. At some point in the night i started moshing with jessica, that was way cool, though she freagin hit me in the balls, yeah a guys gotta get action how ever he can right, lol. neway, yeah that was last night and today is today, whatvr that means. Still feeling like i am missing something in my life, probably my stupid desire to love someone or some stupid overly sensitive gay notion like that. i will be leaving danger soon, so not sure how that is gonna effect this pretend life i have created on the internet, back to the real world? noooooo, lol. alright rambling now and thinking about joshua tree, so gonna go before i start babbling. peace yall