Lewis Wheeler (closed): I finally pulled in Scotland, Wahey!
Saturday, Nov 1 2003, 02:52
I went to Mardi Gras (which in Dundee is a straight nightclub not a name of a gay festival or a pancake centered Christian holiday) last night, even though I'd vowed never to go there! I wasn't really dressed up (Halloween remember) but I made a last minute effort with a black top which has lots of see-through lines (think Chicago) and some creative efforts with (stolen) housemate's make up.
Anyway about 5 minutes into being on the dancefloor a guy did this strange pinching thing to my side and was smiling and then dancing near me but that was that. However, I decided to not think about anything else but this guy that night and would spend all my time working out where he was when my friends wanted to wander around the club.
The guy (who was wearing a red tshirt and big red wings and carrying a magic fairy wand lol oh yeh and red devil horns too) got into one of the cages beside the dj booth and lo and behold I just happened to be standing with one of my friends beneath it! Anyway, after ages of me trying to make eye contact he did start looking at me and then he was blatantly talking to his friend about me. So far so good. I did see him pull a kind of whiny I don't think so face at one point which was discouraging but maybe his friend had asked "why don't you go and talk to him (me)" as opposed to what I thought last night!
Anyway he got out of the booth but Wendy (friend) and I had decided to walk off already and I had eye contact with red wings but he sort of shook his head. I really overanalyse things some time. Anyway, we got on the dance floor and he had followed us. Lots of eye contact and smiling.....yey yey yey. Justin Trousersnake's "Can I leave wid u" song came on and guess which lines we mouthed to each other. How school disco!
He started dancing closer to me and then somehow we were back to back...
I'm sure I hit save not publish!!!!!
...anyway we were dancing together and then him and his friend (female) wandered off. I decided to be quite forward and I got a pen from the dj booth and wrote my number on the back of my Scottish Ballet ticket and the next time I walked past him I handed him it. Wendy said that was a bit sly, but hey.
The next time he walked past me he grabbed hold of my hand (then let go boohoo) but that was obviously a good time to go dancing again! I grabbed him from behind and before I knew it we were getting off with each other in the middle of a straight nightclub! Wahey!
Apparently we were being stared at by all and sundry but you know me well enough by now to know that doesn't bother me at all!!!!
Eventually I found out his name, age and that he's a law student at Abertay Uni.
When he asked me my age it took me a while to think about it and I'm sure I sounded like I was lying. It's also really odd to tell some one much taller than you that you are two years older than them. (I'm only just twenty so it doesn't really matter!!!!)
Anyway - I really really hope he calls me. And soon!!!! And that he's not playing any of those stupid - I won't call too soon in case I look desperate games - because I'm desperate and I really want him to call soon! lol!!
Then again if he never calls I just suck which is really bad. Arrgh!!
Dance related topics.....We had Pete Royston for ballet for most of the week which was fantastic. He's really strict and can explain things extremely well. The only thing that irritated me was how he told us to squeeze our lemons all the time! Why oh why? Is that the terminology they use at the Royal Ballet School (where Pete trained)? However, Dave wants us to start saying Gluteus Maximus so that we are more than able to do our anatomy tests next year (If I'm still here). But that won't help people remember the gluteus medius or minimus will it Dave???? No, I don't think so somehow.
For some reason on friday doing our stretching sequence in second hurt more than ever. I hate that exercise because I can not use it to stretch at all and all I do is grip like absolute hell onto my hip flexors in order to pull my pelvis up. The pain is excruciating and the benefits nil. DUMB DUMB DUMB.
We're spending a lot of time preparing for our assessment classes at the moment - it all seems a bit ridiculous though. All we will do are exercises which are far more simple than the things we do in everyday class, just to make us look good in the assesments. We do practically the same classes everyday of the week anyway (I'm not joking, on friday Dave just sat on a chair and said we'll just go straight through the floor work, 5678 and everyone knew what to do) so why don't they just teach us like normal and actually get a fair assesment of the standard - I won't look crap and I don't care if other people do, it's only because some of them still aren't putting any physical energy into their bodies.
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