can't make me stop dancing
2000-12-15 @ 11:47 p.m.

Oh, my feet hurt so much. And my legs hurt too. I was also really dehydrated until I came home as well. They ran out of bottled water at the Goya, and I felt as if I was going to die. Suzanne was there, and I followed her into the bathroom so that I could have some water. I probabably drank about a pint. I know that she was on something, but I have no idea what. Katilin also tried something for the first time, and she started feeling really sick and bad about it. Let me tell you, I just hope that it teaches her a lesson. I hope she gets so sick and her parents find out. That will teach her not to start. If her parents ever found out they would kill her, and I know that the only reason that she did it was because of the pressure of her friends on the track team. She's so close to them that she'll do anything for them or with them. If you ask me, it's pretty stupid, and you can have just as much of a good time being sober. Sure, there's probably a lot more pretty colors and stuff, but hey...

The music basically sucked, and he didn't play anything that anybody knew. Every single second of it was techo, except for one slow song and one song towards the end. I didn't care though, and no one could stop me dancing. I saw a lot of people from my classes around, and they were just kind of staring at me, as if they didn't expect me to be there. Surprise. Jackie and Kristen were commenting on how lovely I looked. Kristen told me that I looked like a diva. I just laughed at that. I had my hair down, and I didn't dry it beforhand, so it was really wavy. I had on my sister's silver hoop earrings, a black tank top with rhinestones all over the front, black pants, and my Sketchers. There were some people there who were really fat and wearing these half shirts; it was just disgraceful. I don't care though, 'cos I really looked good. I just kept dancing and dancing the night away. I didn't even care that the music really sucked, 'cos I just kept on dancing. Jackie and Kris kept wanting to sit down. One time when Kris and I were out on the floor, this kid comes up behind us, puts his arms around both of us, and invited us to a party. It was so nice...it reminded me of the parties that I got invited to after the semi. Still, I knew what was going to be going on there, so Kris and I just pretended that we were going to go, and then kind of forgot about it. It's still nice to be invited somewhere. Especially by a complete stranger, who is cute. We left a little bit before it was completely over. It was so hot and sweaty and stuff. During the one slow song, I just started to cry a little bit, because I saw Chris and Carolyn, and well, you know. Can't let that stuff get you down, right? Well, he can't dance for shit anyway, so I don't even care about him. I hate the fact that boys suck at dancing. They look so retarded most of the time when they even try. Girls, in my humble opinion, are much better dancers. They actually have rhythm and good movement.

Okay, I'm sort of babbling now. I am really tired and it's time to go to sleep.

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