Russian Roulette;

Wow. I haven't blogged in 2 weeks.
Nothing's really happened. Studying (barely). Finals. FORMAAALL<3 Fantastic.
I haven't danced like that in ages. There's that feeling you get when you just dance to the music and no one cares how crazy & wild you act on the dance floor. No one's judging you or anyone else around you, and for a few hours you can be yourself. Without all the high school stereotypes, without worrying about how you look out there. People are just accepting. And it's perfect.
Although along with dancing, crushes are bound to develop. It's happened to me many times before, and this time is no exception. I'm not sure what I'm gonna do right now because I don't want a boyfriend, and I don't want to lead him on, but there's very little that I do know. And of course when this happens, an old crush just has to come and tell me that he thinks I'm cute too. It's ridiculous. But I'll just have to wait it out and see what happens. Because I am in no place to make any serious decisions right now.
On a lighter note, Valentine's Day:) No valentine, but Miss Parlett and I are planning a singles-only tea party in the park which should be a blast. Hopefully everything works out the way it's supposed to.
I don't have much more to say, so I'm gonna have to wrap it up here. I might be a little more decisive tomorrow.