Hello blog I really Miss you things have been hectic lately but I really wanted to get my homecoming Post out and give you a recap. I was going to post a picture of my self decked out in my homecoming dress but I have a secret to tell you. I am extremely unphotogenic and camaras make me nervous so my picture are all ways a fail. And for some reason In one of my picture I look extremely Frida Kahlo esque, eyebrows and all so in short I will not be posting the pictures.
Despite my awful picture I was really pleased with how I looked that night.The only thing I would have done diffrently is wear a gown with straps as much as I am In love with this dress from modcloth its not fit for hardcore dancing. I really have to recommend the naked at night pallet by too faced though it makes a amazing bronzed smokey eye. In terms of the dance I had a great time I love Dances and partys and the music and the lights of it all its probably one of my favorite things in the world. I love the way the whole effect me gives me this invincable nothing-could-ever-go wrong hazy feeling that I imagine is similar to being Intoxicated. The only bad thing about the dance is I did something a bit stupid. See theres this guy that I have this thing for and I was a bit to bold with him. See this is that guy you don't know. That guy you see in the halls and you think, Jesus he's beautiful but you never bother to talk to him because you don't know him and even though you would love to know him you don't ever get the chance to talk to him. You guys know the type of guy I am talking about. So in the haze of dancing bodys and pounding music I see this guy and I rush over and start danceing next to him and before you know it my incohernt mind startes to blindly follow him for the rest of the night. It wasn't like I was right on top of him following him everystep of the way but every couple of minutes I would naturally follow him to where ever he was occationally bumping into him and grazing him as I danced now and then.
After awhile though I think he noticed I was following him but I amnot totally sure. At one point I swear he gave me a look and pointed a finger at me but I am not totally sure because the music and the danceing and the lights and everything had me on sensory overload. So I guess the moral of the story is to not stalk cute guys.