Pretty much every Sunday’s blog is about what I did on Saturday night. Even if I have barely any recollection of the event I will scrap together a few memories and I will write something about them. I have absolutely no recollection of last night; I remember nothing, not one thing. It is almost like my memories are setting up Chrisman’s house for the party and then my next memory is waking up this morning, well not this morning, it was like one in the afternoon but still, I have no memories of last night, and by that I mean I have one memory, but it is less of a memory and more of a discovery so I will get to that now, and by now I mean after this word.
Every party I have ever been to, I have ripped up the dance floor. I get up first or, you know, firstish and don’t stop dancing until the party is over. For some reason, last night I didn’t feel like dancing all night. It hit around eleven at night and I just thought to myself I am pretty keen to go to sleep. Here is where my discovery kicks in; I can’t not dance at a party, no matter how hard I try not to dance someone will find me and get me up and make me dance. I was lying in Chrisman’s bed under the covers trying to sleep and Josh Breda and Josh Blake run in and use their duel Josh powers to get me outside on the dance floor. I wasn’t feeling it so I bailed into the back where the bon fire was and Jack grabs me and says that I have to dance with him, we make our way to the dance floor and I soon realise that I don’t want to dance so I lie down on the couch and then Brie starts slapping me and she tells me that we have to dance.
It seems that I have set up some feat for myself as the best dancer in the world and no matter how hard I try to not dance, someone will find me and make me dance with them. I love dancing, it is probably my favourite thing to do in the world but I really have set myself up to be that guy who is always on the dance floor and I just can’t take breaks anymore, and if I do then yeah... I can’t... Whether I had a good time or not I don’t remember, whether it was a good party or not I don’t remember, whether there is anything that happened worth mentioning I don't remember but I am sure about is that I have used the right whether in all of those examples.
Josh Blake
COSMA!!!!
hey man hope you pulled up alright this morning, so good hitting up the d-floor last night with you haha. i was thinking last night as i crashed on my bed that i should definately make my first blog refrence in todays blog :) since you, me, ...tony and delwyn were definately the kings of the d-floor last night; i mean cumon we were on there for 90% of the night, when everyone else was being gay. anyway gotta get back to my hw for today, cya tomorrow man xx
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Every party I have ever been to, I have ripped up the dance floor. I get up first or, you know, firstish and don’t stop dancing until the party is over. For some reason, last night I didn’t feel like dancing all night. It hit around eleven at night and I just thought to myself I am pretty keen to go to sleep. Here is where my discovery kicks in; I can’t not dance at a party, no matter how hard I try not to dance someone will find me and get me up and make me dance. I was lying in Chrisman’s bed under the covers trying to sleep and Josh Breda and Josh Blake run in and use their duel Josh powers to get me outside on the dance floor. I wasn’t feeling it so I bailed into the back where the bon fire was and Jack grabs me and says that I have to dance with him, we make our way to the dance floor and I soon realise that I don’t want to dance so I lie down on the couch and then Brie starts slapping me and she tells me that we have to dance.
It seems that I have set up some feat for myself as the best dancer in the world and no matter how hard I try to not dance, someone will find me and make me dance with them. I love dancing, it is probably my favourite thing to do in the world but I really have set myself up to be that guy who is always on the dance floor and I just can’t take breaks anymore, and if I do then yeah... I can’t... Whether I had a good time or not I don’t remember, whether it was a good party or not I don’t remember, whether there is anything that happened worth mentioning I don't remember but I am sure about is that I have used the right whether in all of those examples.
Josh Blake
COSMA!!!!
hey man hope you pulled up alright this morning, so good hitting up the d-floor last night with you haha. i was thinking last night as i crashed on my bed that i should definately make my first blog refrence in todays blog :) since you, me, ...tony and delwyn were definately the kings of the d-floor last night; i mean cumon we were on there for 90% of the night, when everyone else was being gay. anyway gotta get back to my hw for today, cya tomorrow man xx
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is that tom robinson in that pic hahah fuck
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