Tuesday, September 18, 2012

The First Big Thang

Friday nights at BYU generally consist of one thing: dances.  Complete with clean dancing, "mosh-pits", and 60's swing songs, these dances generally live up to the Honor Code standard.  One of the first Friday nights we were here, there was a huge dance called the First Big Thang.  Desperate to get myself and my roomies out of the house, we went to get our groove on.
On our way out the door, we saw a mysterious blue light coming from the window of the building next door.  In a trance like state, we creeped up to the window and stood outside it for probably a good five minutes staring at the light.  And yes, there was someone in the room with the blue light. But using our stalker skills (eyes bugged, pelvis forward, smile with top teeth only... it's a whole system), they never knew we were there.
Once at the dance, we were having an awesome time.  Pertinent to to this story, is the fact that when you have a behind that is as plump as mine, you tend to use it frequently while dancing: booty shaking, hip swaying, etc. are all in my repertoire.  So during one song, I was joking around and exaggerated my hip swaying just a little bit.  Unbeknownst to me, a fellow student was making his way across the dance floor behind me.  Needless to say, I butt bumped him pretty hard.  Oops. Sorry.  Later, I was getting jiggy, and one of the event staff was walking right behind me.  I butt bumped her too.  Actually, I butt bumped the same girl probably five times during the whole night.  Warning: while at dances, I apparently have attributes similar to a horse: get behind me, you will probably be knocked down.

-Sadie

By the way, we met some boys at the dance, who proceeded to tell us they lived in the building next door to ours.  We soon found out that they are the owners of the mysterious blue light, and yes, one of the boys we met was the one sitting in the room while we were creeping.  He had no clue we were there, which seriously bumped up our credentials as professional stalkers.  Too bad that's not a major offered here...

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