Guess what I did last night? I danced. Scottish Country Dancing. And it was determined that I'm really really bad. But it was fun. I am definitely returning next week. Even if the fairly nice (gay, I think) guy in my dorm decided for some reason to go all Mr. Darcy when he was dancing with me. Even though he hasn't read Pride and Prejudice. I mean, come on, Scott. No, I can't dance. But you weren't all that great at figuring out which way to go either! Was there really any need to give that thin not-smile whenever I started to laugh because I had screwed up? And yes, it sucked being the fifth couple and having to wait out the set half the time, but, you know, that's just the way things happened. It was all for fun!
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