School dances are the bomb.com. Like holy flip. So much fun I just can't even. And it's the best ever when you get to go in a huge group with all of your best friends. So I guess I could say that I'm one lucky chick. One lucky dancing fool chick (what...?).
My date was Jake. Isn't he just so cute?
Here's how I asked him....
//hay jake.... harvest?\\
His response was pretty clever...
//thanks for "baleing me out of a lonely night so "bale" yes!\\
We had the best day date (fatcats in rexburg), the best shirts (mine and rose's idea thank you very much), the best dinner (and you all know how much i love dinner-outback), and the BEST TIME EVER.
This is one of my best friends. Her name also happens to be Sierra Michelle. What are the freaking odds?!
I don't know why I'm so strange....
I just like to dance.. that's all.
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