Disclaimer: This blog is somewhat boring

Right now, at 5:40pm, my hits reads as a palindrome:

But no one cares.

Anyway, this Wednesday my friend Sarah finally convinced me to go dancing with her. Or atleast, learn how to dance. So we go to her church thing, and we get there, and this lady starts handing out these cards. I didn't get one, so I didn't think anything of it. Whatever. I noticed a rather fine assortment of foodstuffs on the table to my immediate left, and quickly help myself to some pizza rolls and cinnamon buns. I'm happy now.

Then we go out onto the gymnasium floor, and we start playing dodgeball. I'm whooping ass since I can easily outrun every person in there, plus I've got mad dodging skills.

Then, as luck would have it, Sarah's boyfriend, Alan, who is three years older than she, walks onto the floor, overcoat, gloves, the works. I make absolutely no time to sprint to the nearest ball, take aim, and whip it and hard as I could as his face. Had he not ducked so quickly, I'd've knocked the glasses right off his head.**

After that's over, it's dancing time. I chose to learn the box Waltz, as it seemed fun. Of course, Sarah was too busy being all over Alan to dance with me, so I dance with her sister, Hannah. 'Twas rather awkward at first, being that I had never even seen the girl before that night, and now I'm putting my hands on her and all, but it was all good after a minute and I got the steps down. Then I starting spinning her around, and everyone's having a good time. We proceed to practice for a good half hour. Hannah was cool about it. The next day, I saw her in school for the first time ever.

So that's done with, I'm rather pleased with myself, so I grab a Swiffer mop and start spinning it around, doing figure-8s, mostly to show off. Good times. The night comes to a close with everyone piling in Alan's car and me going home.

That's pretty much it. Boring, I know, but what the hell.

*If you look back at some of my previous blogs, you'll see some stuff about me becoming rather attached to Sarah, only to find out she is taken(by Alan, no less). She always tells me how in love they are, and how awesome he is, which has led me to hate him like I do.