Wow... that was a great end to the week

Yep... as weird and sometimes crappy as this week has been, the dance last night actually turned out really well!  There seems to be a pattern of dances that I try to ask someone to and then don't succeed in asking (or do and get a no) turning out really good... the Honor Ball last year, Homecoming last semester, and now this year's Spring Formal were all that kind of situation and they all turned out really good.  Lots of goofing off with Ruth, Elle, Michelle, and Clarissa this time, and I managed to ask a bunch of people to dance and somehow never had any problem doing so (I even managed to teach Ruth how to do east coast swing! and waltz, again.)  Took a bunch of pictures, too.  Never felt lonely or left out pretty much the entire time; when a bunch of friends went off to random-wiggle-dance, I just wandered off to take pictures and talked to other people who weren't dancing and there was no problem.  Probably the only downside is that it didn't last longer than it did, since I got there 45 minutes late... but then again, I wouldn't have wanted to miss any of my random Jonzzey's conversations from that day, that Italian BMT from Subway was pretty good, and I definitely wouldn't have wanted to go to a dance without taking a shower first.  So it would've been kind of hard to get there much earlier.  Also, I have a sunburn now, though I don't think it's too bad; mostly on my neck (only hurts if something scrapes it, otherwise just feels hot), though my arms are a little red too.  I should probably have gotten sunscreen on that last Wal-Mart trip... XD

And besides, even though the dance itself ended at 11:30, the random goofiness didn't! I ended up going up to the Lofts with a bunch of friends and we sat around talking, listening to random music from several people's phones/MP3 players, playing with balloons, and just generally goofing off for another hour or so after that.  I added so many things to my random quotes list last night... XD

Also, it turns out that the girl I tried to ask ("tried" because I ended up freaking out really bad when I tried to call her, to the point where I couldn't quite form sentences...) didn't actually get any of the three text-messages I sent her after the freakout, so... she had no idea what had been going on until I explained it to her when I bumped into her at the dance.  The version of my explanation in text-message form was a lot more awkward and filled with repeated apologies, so it's probably better that I ended up explaining what happened in person instead of her having to see those.  She didn't seem too freaked-out by the whole thing, and we ended up talking a bit and dancing once, so I think that whole situation turned out better than I was afraid it would earlier this week (my first thought when I don't get a reply back from a text-message is always "she reacted badly to something I said and is ignoring/avoiding me," made even worse by the fact that I didn't see her all week... what actually happened was "her phone is being weird and she never got that text." XD)