The Epitome of Spontanious
Oh goodness. What an unexpected week this was. That's the best part of college, you never know what's going to happen next or where you will be. For example, never did I thing that we would go to four dance parties in the length of five days. That's right, you heard me. #Wegohard. They were probably the most random dance parties ever. The first was a Stake Dance that we wore headphones and fanny packs, the second was country swing dance ( that was rough), the third was a formal valentines day party, and the final was the stoplight dance, of which we rebelled and wore all black. Don't think you could get any more random than that. Plus all of these were spur of the moment, we have nothing better to do and don't want to do homework, dances. But hey, I'm not complaining. Anything to be able to dance and just let go. Granted it's not doing turn and leap combo's across the dance floor, but I'll take what I can get. Not to mention I get to do it with some of my best friends in the whole wide world! We are the Queens of dances and spontaneity. Beto's run at 3am? boom let's go. Going to Walmart at midnight to get footie pajamas and kitting needles? We're your girls. But that's what makes the memories that matter. The weirdest, most random stuff are always the memories that are remembered. Granted, it is extremely bizarre and you may think we are insane, which to be honest, we are a little bit, but who cares?! We are flawless!!