Okay, so I'm 17 and went to my first homecoming ever...at a different school than the one I go to.
The whole evening I was pretty much petrified. I didn't dance well, hey at least I get that I'm beyond bad, only danced with one guy (he was cute and I made an idiot out of myself apologizing, he didn't even last the song) the rest of the time I just danced with my friends, and kept looking for an exit,
Honestly, I would have been much happier to have sat myself in a corner with a book to read in one hand and a baseball bat in the other. So of the dances (styles) I just looked at and was like cold day in hell I do that.
So yeah. The only great moment was the pictures. That was fun.
But okay, question time, have you guys ever felt the same way I did?
How do I correct my feelings (I was also really shy, and I'm not that shy...)? Last one, your honest opinion on my reactions, good, bad, whatever, lay it on me.
The whole evening I was pretty much petrified. I didn't dance well, hey at least I get that I'm beyond bad, only danced with one guy (he was cute and I made an idiot out of myself apologizing, he didn't even last the song) the rest of the time I just danced with my friends, and kept looking for an exit,
Honestly, I would have been much happier to have sat myself in a corner with a book to read in one hand and a baseball bat in the other. So of the dances (styles) I just looked at and was like cold day in hell I do that.
So yeah. The only great moment was the pictures. That was fun.
But okay, question time, have you guys ever felt the same way I did?
How do I correct my feelings (I was also really shy, and I'm not that shy...)? Last one, your honest opinion on my reactions, good, bad, whatever, lay it on me.