There are some juxtapositions that should not, but I'm glad exists. This meaning a juxtaposition of two different events, one following the other. First, I had to deal with the teacher accidentally peeing herself, and then I had to wake myself out of that shock just to meet Dave Bean, the school mascot who has really been hitting the Gangnam Style enthusiastically. That earns you a conversation with me. Needless to say, things went pretty well. I got to know him a little bit before I tried to talk to a woman named Liz. I wanted to really get to know her, but I don't think she will ever give me the time of day.
That was until I went to the cafeteria, and after a moment of us both going back to our rooms, we wound up dancing to some pop music in the room. I might have looked like quite the dork, but I didn't care when I was around her. We both even went so far as to discuss...planets, stars, and galaxies. Needless to say, more than anyone I have ever really talked to, I had been lost in thought and time to the point where the people cut down the light on the student center and kicked us out. Ugh!
Oh well. We walked and talked and walked until eventually I walked right into a passionate kiss that swept me directly off my feet. In front of possibly everyone. That's rebels for you, I guess. I didn't really mind. I kissed her goodnight again before we both parted ways and I took a really nice shower. (I never got to take one this morning, and knowing some of my peers, I figured setting an example would be the thing to do.) This being said, goodnight to all, and to all a goodnight.
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