Sunday, 26 August 2012

Day 2.

Begin of blog song: Young The Giant- My Body.

     Lazy Sundays, aren't they just the best? I would like to start this post off by saying a big "WOOOHOOO" as I've managed two consecutive posts in a row! I'm proud of myself, that's a personal best for consistency. Anyways, I don't really have much to say, probably a re-cap of last night's party, my plans for today, and a mini rant on teenage dancing now-a-days. (Not in that order.) Alright, ready, set, GO!
     Sunday plans: Nothing, put songs on my new laptop to upload onto my phone, eat lots of junk food, try to convince myself to work out (totally won't happen), go to the library, and then watch The Avengers... maybe.
     Last night's party: It wasn't horrible, but it was, kind of. First, (how much times have I said first today? Let's count!) I'd like to put it out there (where? THE UNIVERSE, or at least the internet) that I have social anxiety, it's pretty bad. I mean, sweating buckets, freaking out somewhere in a corner, possibly rocking back and forth, with an expression of pain on my face, usually all while yelling out random words or sounds when people ask me or tell me something... so, that is why the party was not my cup of tea. Not to mention the dancing, the loud music, and the people. It was like an alias for a an 80s rave. The food, although wasn't bad also wasn't great. First off, I'm not a fan of meat, of any kind, I'm not a vegetarian I just don't fancy the stuff, and that was pretty much the whole menu so I stuck to different kinds of rice, fruits, and cake.
      Teenage dancing: Is it just me, or do teenagers use the excuse of dancing to dry-hump one another? Wait until you get to university, wait until your first party with alcohol. Please tell me that this fad is not going to stick. Honestly, there is nothing like a party filled with other black people to make me know for a fact, without a doubt, that I cannot dance (I was going to erase this because I thought that this was you being a dick again, but it's kind of funny and very true it'll stay). Who knew it was possible to move your hips like that? Who'd want to be that close to another person... at least in public! It was way beyond and out of my comfort zone it may as well have been another dimention!

  


I crossed out the others photos, because A. they do not know about my blog B. I don't have permission to show their faces or identities on this blog, and C. this is what I am told people on the internet do... correct? 

End of blog song: Stars- Personal

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