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I could write just about 50 different blogs in this space right about now.
Why college organized dances dances are awkward, and why they are more or less awkward than high school dances. Actually it's almost the same. The things are basically engineered with slots for people to fit into. There's the nerd dancing by himself nearby the group of overzealous girls in the middle who would be macking on eachother rather than dancing if they hadn't run out of coolers back in their rooms, the couple basically dry fucking in the corner, the obscenely intoxicated who somehow find the beat no one else is privy to and invent new and interesting ways to fall down and dance on the floor. Everyone else just trying to have a good time, or goes there to watch the people mentioned above.
But seeing as that summarizes the dance party, this would be a decently short blog.
I could write about the random food choices we make here, the newest cocktail recipes from our dorm kitchen (grape juice and peach schnapps by the way, DIVINE) or I could write a little piece about the importance of making time to for a social experience. (Or rather, the importance of making time for SCHOOLWORK.)
I could write about how there's absofuckinglutely NOTHING to do here on Saturdays... I just spent the past hours reading a texbook and watching All Dogs Go to Heaven (I AND II) on YTV. (CHARLIEEE!)
I could even write about how we ended up wandering around outside for two hours last night, but I wouldn't be able to do the mood justice.
I can't do anything justice right now because I can't write today. So I'm going to enjoy my pancake dinner before I do any more damage. Yeah you WISH you had banana raspberry sex on a plate waiting for you.
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Posted by RiBear on 2008-09-20 19:26:43 | Rating: | Views: 30
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I do wish I had a banana raspberry sex on my plate =C
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Posted by FaerietaleWaltz
on 2008-09-21 00:52:52
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