Anyways, I guess i should catch you all up on my totally crazy and busy life...... dont mock.
Went to a winter "semi-Formal" a few weeks ago (like.. 2?), got all dressed up and spiffed out. I walk in and what do i see? like 20 cliques spread about the whole room, what the heck? what's a guy who knows no one there supossed to do? Naturally, i went up to the only colored woman (she was black ok? but for the love of God and equality, I'll say colored) and i asked "uhm... am i overdressed?" Oh the look on her face was priceless, she gave a scan around the room at all the kids who weren't dressed 'as nice' as myself and replied "Oh no, you look great, let me get my nephew"
After a bit of yelling, her Nephew and son came. And there you have it, 'The Colored people clique', yes, i am more comfortable around random black guys than i am around random white guys. Of course, the down side of being the only darker guys at the dance is... the parents, yes, simply because we're dark means we're up to something... racists... not really.
After a whole long while of wondering where Cobb was (I assumed he was stuck at Disneyland.. ha), he finally showed up and introduced me to his friends. Kayla, Amber, and Sher (pronounced 'Share'). we floated around.. We must not have done anything, because i don't remember doing much. After a while, the slow dance came up, it was me, one of the brothers, Jacob, Kayla, amber, and Sher. Jacob and Amber went for a dance, The Brother took Sher, and i was left standing awkwardly with Kayla...
soo.. I asked her if she wanted to dance. and we did, and it was a bit awkward for the following reasons:
A. I'm like a foot taller than her
B. We barely knew eachother
C. I got a crash course in slow dancing from mom earlier that day
You get the point, overall not bad though.... not that i have anything to compare..
Moving on, this next part happened after the slow dance, nearish the end of the night.
THE 'GIRL YOU DONT WANT TO TALK TO BECAUSE SHE'LL EAT YOU'
There's a worse name for her, rhymes with... bo.. and mo, jo, flo, glow. you get the point right? Anyways, Jacob, as well as his partner in crime Kayla, told me to stay away from this particular girl (I wont say her name... for her safety.. i mean, mine). Alright, whatever, I'll stay away from her. HOLY SHATNER!
She pops up right next to me "want to dance with me?" she asked, oh her sweet face was ever so tempting.. but alas, I WOULD NOT! "uhmm" i racked my brain for a valid excuse, "I can't dance to this music" really Ernie? that was the best you could come up with? horrible, i know.
"awww, are you sure?" she dared bring out the puppy eyes on me.
"yeahh... sorry" NOW PLEASEEEE please please go away, meanwhile, Cobb was laughing at my demise.
"well... will you stand on the dance floor with me?" (ok, that's just weird)
"uhhhh.... " in my head, i couldn't think of anything other than "I DONT WANT YOU TO EAT ME!" except, what came out was, "allright".
So, i gave her a head start, that way i could turn around and give Jacob the "OH MY GOD! SAVE ME!" face.... he didn't.
I was stuck standing with this girl on the dance floor, while she got her groove on, awkwardly. Finally, a guy came by that had been checking her out all night (trust me, i know things). So i was like "oh hey! you can dance, show me how" blahblahblah, i got him to kinda start dancing with her, then, the gates of heaven opened and in came Kayla.
"Ernie! Jacob said he needs you" YES! i left the dance floor without a word.
By Far, one of the scariest times of my life.
"I always get like, 20 chicks asking me to dance"
Coming from Paul, a guy i was introduced to by Frankie, His Formula went something like this:
pt.1 Grab a chair
pt.2 take it to the middle of the dance floor
pt.3 sit and wait for chicks to ask you to dance.
Paul, Frankie and I sat.... and sat... and Paul's plan failed, good work Paul, we effectively looked like idiots :D
At the end of the night, there came....
THE DANCE OFF.
all the girls on one side, all the guys on the other. I broke in somewhat late with the good 'ol Macias 'shower'. and then some girl came up to me and was like "oh hey, you're that guy that did that awesome thing in the dance off" Wow, her vagueness was shocking. "uhh.. i did?" apparently, i did, and it was awesome, and I let her believe that it was me.
I could blab on and on about the night, but, It's gotta end sometime. All in All, it was a really fun night.
- sometimes you just gotta make your own fun
- Ernie
(I'll post pics later)
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