Wednesday, August 3, 2011
I miss dancing. Never realised it till today. Going home, stinking up the mrt (seriously, I should've changed, though I couldn't smell myself so idc), legs feeling like they haven't worked so hard in forever, ...haven't worked so hard in forever. :)))
These past few days have been full of b11atch/ in between b11atch - I love how when there were fifteen minutes to spare before a meeting I could go down to the guides table and just know that someone's going to come soon enough, and someone did. And how yesterday we stood in our sweaty sweaty sweaters (okay, hoodies) even though it was morning assembly and burning and how it looks like bitch from afar (and near) but yet. :>
Yesterday during NDP we slothed in the dance studio and then Kway walked in with her laptop and her swagger (apparently we all do!!!) and blow started blasting from the speakers and everyone just went on a dancing high and even after two and a half months there was still the excited little bubble before- EVERYDAY I'M SHUFFLIN'.
I love you guys, you make my everyday.
9:22 PM
