Entry 6

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It was perfect. The moment was right. I was confedent, I knew what I was doing. I put my arms around her and "Ahhhhhhhhhh, No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
This is my sixth entry and add two more sixes and you get 666, a horrible number. So let me tell you about the most horrible moment of my life (girl embarrassing wise). It even hurts to write this, I'm serious. "I DO THIS FOR YOU!" (Julian smith style).
She was my friend. She asked me to go, I didn't even know about it before but of course I say YES, I mean who wouldn't, Ellen would. My friend friend, my croney croney invited me to the winter formal, my First dance.
I bought my very first suit, all black like batman cause that's how I roll like a fat man......in an avalanche. I wore a freaking bow tie. Yes, I was that guy who wore a bow tie. We got to the dance and I don't know how your school is but there was no dancing going around. It was like a big mosh pit with people close nit together, there only robotic focus being twearking. I mean seriously comon, and I thought feeding humans to lions for enjoyment was bad, this is much worse. Not trying to offended, you know what!? I am. You know why, because sometimes us humans, do things just because everyone else thinks they're socially acceptable and does them. I'm guilty, I'm a victom I wear pants because everyone else does but just because everyone does it, does not mean, by any means that you should do it. Like for example, in a lot of places in Africa (at least I've heard) it is rude to shake hands with people with your right hand because it's there feces wiping hand. That's defenantly not sanitary, but hey everyone does it there so why not? Exactly, that's my point just keep your mind open, for me. Haha OK way of track.
Like I said the moment was a perfect as Zac Efron, we're at the winter formal, I felt brave as we walked into a room of twerkers. Of course we don't indulge in that please I have more class then that. We hover in the corner of the room and kinda of disco/Michael jackson dance with her friends spaced enough apart not to poke the eye out of the people next to us while doing the disco finger dance(whatever thats called). They've been playing faster more upbeat songs the whole time, then like it was on the cue of the most beloved mary her friends left and the one slow song came on, and that's where it happened...........
I knew what had to be done. I princely help out my hands and my lips formed the words "Will you dance with me?" She said nothing but took my hand and smiled. It was perfect. The moment was right. I was confedent, I knew what I was doing. I put my arms around her and I knew something was off right away.
I took the girl part.
I had my arms around her neck while she took the man part and put her hands on my waist.
I took the girl part.
I knew it was wrong but I didn't want to switch to putting my hands around her waist because I didn't want to seem like a creep who wanted to touch her waist.
I took the girl part.
It was so awkward we went through the whole sing like that.
I TOOK THE FREAKING GIRL PART!

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