Hey guys. You know something I really, really love?
Dancing.
Not break-dancing, or ballet, or that disgusting stuff they do at homecoming. Those are all very well and good in their own venues, don't get me wrong.
But I'm talking about the old fashioned kind. A guy and a girl. Not the arms-around-the-neck kind they do at dances. The kind Cinderella danced with Prince Charming to.
Ugh. I sound so horribly cheesy and female.
But I literally daydream about that. All the time.
And I love it more than anything when, once in a blue moon, someone will randomly start dancing with me.
Isn't that weird?
Gah. It is weird.
Pardon me.
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