Jeepers Creepers

So… Last night I went to some dance party with my roommates and one of their friends. Anyways, we went to this party which was awesome. Except for oh yeah, Dancing at high-school stomps is not the same as dancing with a bunch of college kids. So my roommate K. who actually doesn’t live with us anymore was here and she like goes clubbin and stuff so she is like this awesome dancer and my other roommate is good too. SO fortunatly I was surrounded by people who knew how to dance and I just pretended I did. I think that a girly figure  really helps people to dance better. Because like Elyse was a good dancer and my roommates are both good dancers. Maybe I just don’t have rhythm. who knows? Anyways It was pretty fun. but there were alot of guys there. Starers. or creepers at the roomies call them and they were TOTALLY CREEPING ON US! AHHH I hate people who stare at me. and there was one really tall one that I just wanted to walk up to and be like, “what is your problem?” Tall people sortof creep me out. particularly if they are watching me

Not until after I finished writing this did I realize how pointless it was….. sorry