Friday, February 10, 2006

The Dance

First: This won't be done in my usual tone. I'm going for "poetic".

And here we go...

The Dance: A time to socialize. A time for the girls to dress up (I never remember how nice all the girls look at dances. I mean, they look nice normally but they really change when they aren't in school) and the guys to put on a collared shirt (not much of a change for me).

The Dance was, as it will always be, a mess of relationships. Human relationships (damn the caveman who thought of rubbing two sticks together!), of course. By far more advanced than other mammals.

Other animals, in fact.

It was a mess of the feelings that are buzzing through our brain, of indecisiveness, and of the age we are at.

Puberty is a kind of weird word to read, so I'm going to steer clear of it.

A mess of regret, and anger, and sadness, and...

Gioni is going out with Maddie?

A mess of annoying popular people making fun of Tim and me (yes, that's correct: Tim and me). A mess of rumors.

A mess of everything.

Not for me, of course. Well, yes. A mess for me, but I don't blog about that. But there is...

No. I cannot mention that here. It is hardly the proper forum. Hardly...

My dad's trying to trick me into watching "The Mummy". Psh. Yeah right.

But of course, jokes were made. All of them. The bad ones, the good ones, the innapropriate ones, the ones with swearing.

All of them.

And for one night. Just one night, we...

All of us. All of the friends I have. And some that hate me. And some that hate me because I'm ugly but don't actually know me (yeah). And some that give me funny looks because they don't understand my jokes, or heard them in skewed context. All of us.

We...

We glimpsed the future. Beneath all of our nerdiness, and all of the drama. We saw ourselves bigger. And we saw the end game. And we had regrets.

We can't all be as lucky as Jeff and Maeve were. They were so lucky. It's perfect. Well this is a good train of thought but it's hard to add. So just pretend this paragraph didn't happen.

But did our ways change?

Of course not. But I gained something, as I have from every dance:

My life is not a soap opera. It never was. It never will be. No one has a life like a soap opera, except for the people on soap opera's.

No drama for me tonight. Not much, anyway.

Thank god.

Well, that was my attempt at being poetic. Thank you.

Oh, other dance lessons learned:

You only live once.
Dignity is what you give yourself.
An entrepeneur is never succesful.
Don't try to slow-dance with boys.

Well, some things are funny.

31 comments:

a suspicious angie said...

DO U REGRET MADDIE AND gIONI GIONG OUT? sorry, caps lock. wait- you did seem to turn around when they announced they were a couple. for once, monday will be exieting.

Abby said...

wow, second to comment; this is deffinately a first for me.

are my eyes decieving me? could i possibley have read that you called yourself ugly? Okay, I have no idea what happened at the dance, as I don't go to your school and don't know your friends, but whatever it was, do not ever let it make you think things like that. It couldn't possibley be farther from the truth. It's in fact the opposite of the truth, so don't even go there.

But wow, we've had very similar weeks. My school had a dance last this past friday, and your discription was extremely accurate for both of ours. Suprisingly so, in fact. Maybe it's the same deal everywhere.

Admin said...

Like zomg!!! Amanda says "hi"

*sigh* it wasn't as planned... it went by way too quickly.

I'm sure a lot of people had fun though.

A very hyper Amanda that will blab on and on about her cool friends.... said...

*waves* Hi Sam! So anyway, as I was saying at the dance - one of my friends (Geoff-sisters boyfriend...yes, the rock-throwing people) was being an idiot the other day...He was trying to jump off a wall onto a trampoline or something and tripped... O.o he landed on his face and had to get like 3 stitches on his face!

By the way, my sister said some guy called for me while I was at the dance....anyone know anything about it? O.o;; I'm wierded out...

Amanda again... said...

Woah...O.o my name thing got messed up - it was supposed to say "A very hyper Amanda that will blab on and on about her cool friends..."

Amanda....yet again... said...

Where is everyone?! O.o

Everybody Dance Now said...

Deep, awesome, and oh too familiar.

angie said...

wow. well, that was fun, wasn't it? maddie shall continue her suspicions...

angie said...

about me.... and....

Anonymous said...

TIM YOU DENSE FOOL!!!! X.x

Anonymous said...

YOU'RE AS DENSE AS THE CENTER OF THE EARTH!!! X,x;;

Madeline Margaret said...

Sam, are you jealous? And you're not ugly. You're just not grown into your adult form, like me and the Jeffs. You seem pukingly melancholiac in this entry. Are you, like, about to die? Because then I would break up with Gianni to make you feel better.

Admin said...

oh, just for the record, the one who posted those "dense" comments was Amanda. I was showing her your blog at our sleepover.

oh, and I'm making a blog on blogger as we speak/ type.

Everybody Dance Now said...

You know what I hate, SHIPLEY. Shipley sucks, I hate almost everybody there and the ones I do not hate I do not really know, I do not know why I put up with the crap I do and do the favors I do. Everytime I do it I die a little inside.

Everybody Dance Now said...

Oops, I just realized right away after I commented here that I kind of have a blog I should put that in. O well.

Abby said...

excuse me?

Abby said...

*sigh* just for the record, there's a plausable reason I call my school gator prep.

Jen said...

hey everyone! I made a blog for myself on blogger! (Click on my name)

Abby said...

okay, forget this, let's get to the point: what in the hell are you talking about?

Jen said...

who are you refering to, Abby? *looks around at different posts*

do you mean the "dense" thing? xD

Everybody Dance Now said...

Abby do you mean me or Sam??

Abby said...

i was talking to jon: my appologies for the ambiguity.

Abby said...

and I'm sorry for cursing

Everybody Dance Now said...

The people at the shipley school suck.
At least the upper school.
I hate them, I hate my teachers, they do not teach their subjects.
And we lose a lot of the only good faculty next year.
I wish I was graduating with more of my friends than waiting an extra year of hell.
That is the surface of why I hate shipley.

Abby said...

woah, you go to shipley? Okay, now I understand. But I'd like to point out that plenty of people at shipley do not suck, me being amung them. I actually think the majority of people are pretty cool (and I mean by cool I mean by my standards, not like opposite-of-geek kind of cool).

Everybody Dance Now said...

Shipley just needs to burn down to the ground.
I wish it was not there.
And yes I am trying oh so hard not to swear on behalf of the fact that most of the people who read this are under the age of fifteen. And for those who are not under that age seem to condone swearing.

Abby said...

We'll agree to disagree.

Anonymous said...

who's condoning? shit fuck shit

Dain said...

the insanity at the dance was at its normal pace.
somone breaking up with someone, somone going out with somone. Me not knowing how to dance,
it was the normal caos that it is regularly

Dain said...

oops
is it chaos
yep that is right!!
Who is this anonomys person.
Profanity
insanity!

Frances =) said...

Haha.
Ya, you didn't do much except sit there and talk.
~Frances