Hello.
It has been a while.
so long that I am now fourteen when I write this. Thanks to those who wished me a happy birthday
I had a dance yesterday.
the dance involved me waiting for a girl to arrive and for me to ask her out who (sadly) never arrived.
after this endeavour, I felt a little disappointed. I sat around a bit until a girl who I thought was nice and kind walked past me. I commented about how nice her nice sparkily dress was. then she beat me to the gun and asked if I wanted to dance.
I agreed and we danced throughout the night. during which I made a friend with someone who I did not expect to make friends with.
A ginger boy with the same ability I had.
Free dancing.
now this seems simple but every teenager in school has this problem with thinking that everyone around them is talking about you in a negative fashion. it is made completely made up in their heads.
so when you are dancing and there are people talking you think that they are talking about you.
but this ability, even though you get this feeling, allows you to overcome that awful feeling and allow you to dance. and not just jump around like the rest of them at the ‘Dance’.
me and him danced together and some group of people decided that they liked his dancing and dragged him in. after that, I decided to go to the back to go and grab a drink.
he comes around the back very sweaty.
He apologises for that I explain that it is fine and that I don’t mind (even though I do)
after that it was uneventful. We danced until everyone was kicked out. I waited by holding the door open and walked with the girl until she had to turn off to go to her house which was just nearby.
I had to walk up to Duffus in the cold alone in the dark.
I was not alone as there were other people not too far ahead and behind me chatting about the party.
It was a really good party.
I will look forward to the next one.
