So Friday night was my last high
school dance :’( It was the White Out Dance and we (Student Council) spent so
much time planning it. Aside from the depressing moment when I realized it was
my last dance, it was so much fun!
Like I’ve mentioned, I’m kind of
expected to “party hard” now, so yeah, alcohol was secretly involved. (Note to
self for next time- no matter what you add to Four Loko, it still tastes
fucking disgusting.) But I love to just be able to go crazy and have fun
without anyone worrying about it. I love dancing and having fun, and letting
loose.
Again there’s always that awkward
story that comes out of it. This time it was having absolutely no idea who I danced
with. I think it was a freshman; but then again, I didn’t even look at him so I’m
going off of what other people said. He kinda just came up behind me and asked
if I wanted to dance so I was like sure. Advice to guys that don’t know how to
grind- don’t be afraid of touching her. Don’t thrust yourself into her but like
he wasn’t touching me! (aside from his hands kind of being on my hips)
But I wouldn’t change that night. I
actually kind of had a dancing partner most of the night (someone different
than the freshman), and I got to enjoy myself one last time. Up next, prom
prep.
♥ Diary of a Teen
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