item numbero dos- i gave into peer pressure. :( here i was at the library minding my own business writing my report on the cyanotype process for photo history class. My laurenita was next to me watching the notebook (i believe) when this hippie-like lady walks up to us and shoves 2 really sharp and hard clipboards at us. And then says "have you peopleages signed this yet?" i said what the heck is it for?". she says it's to get all eating establishments on campus to go with all vegan food. ummm........ no offense to all of you non meat gnawing/dairy drinking/yogurt chugging/ deliciousness eating people who call themselves vegans, but i do not wish to eat only vegan food when i need a snackage on campus. {i mean, a scotsman dog just would not be the same without real meat and cheese. and those things are apart of the aggie tradition here in logan.} but here i am staring at the paper while miss hippie vegan is giving me the look of death and i sign the paper. BUT heres the good news. i put a fake signature and fake email address down..... so does this still count as giving in to peer pressure? i mean, i didn't do drugs or get drunk or anything so it's fine right?..... whew, what a relief.
swing dancing last night was the bombdiggity. we walk in to the "fun park" {which by the way does not sound fun.... i mean it kinda reminds me of the name loony bend. if it's really that much fun why do they have to have it in the title? you'd think people would know it's fun if it really is. I am now going to start a petition, like the vegan girl did, to change the name from "fun park" to something more unique like- cool park, or awesome possum park.} and there were very few }in comparison to other times i have gone} people {which includes the population of cowboys}. but, i did notice this nice looking guy and thought to myself, "self, i would like to dance with that attractive guy at some point in this night." i mentioned this to betsy and she said "then ask him to dance!"
but did i? NO!
why? because he asked a girl every dance!
so i was just standing there not really thinking of anything in particular when out of nowhere mr tall, pale, and attractive asks me to dance.
coincidence? i think Betsy paid him. jk jk
he was uber {really} nice. and wasn't the best at country swing but hey! neither am i. so we got to talk more. and did i mention that he was nice. well me being the lame sauce un brave girl that i can be didn't get his number. haha {not that i would have even if i was un brave cause i talked to him for one dance. but still}.
the second part to this story is better. there was this guy that kept walking back and forth and betsy kept staring at him. She's obsessed to the max with black guys and he was just that. so while betsy is making googly eyes at him i tell her that she should ask him to dance. to which she begins to reply, "no" but is interrupted when he comes up and asks her to dance. i thought she was going to hyperventilate/pass out/die/have a heart attack all at the same time. but she succeeded in dancing and now she can check off "dance with a black man" off her bucket list. haha
the other funny story. Melissa was dancing and the guy dipped her and she dips, he says dip lower, she does, he drops her and they both fall to the ground. hahahahaha! i heard the story, wish i could have witnessed it but i still think it is just about the best country swing dance story i've heard. i mean, besides all the stories about everyone and their dog finding their eternal companions there... but ya know? i prefer funny to sappy in this instance.
well i am going to go and continue doing pretty much nothing of usefulness since i am a good girl and have all my homework done. :D
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