I went to Jill’s senior formal dance on Friday. It was fun. We ate, we danced. At one point during the night there was a large group of us dancing on the floor. Jill turned to me, said she needed some water, and scooted off. I remained dancing with the rest of the crowd. Suddenly… I turned to see a couple of the other girls migrate away and the only other person remaining was a guy named Raph.
mike d: uh… where did all the women go?
Raph (suddenly stops dancing): I don’t know.
mike d: let’s get out of here.
and we walked off in seperate directions.
Jill looked very pretty in her dress, and it was fun to hang out with her friends.
the rest of the weekend was very worcester.
in other news the house of rock needs this
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SocComm had a formal too. I rocked out with all of my photographic equipment in all it’s glory. Most people couldn’t believe that I had my own studio light, either. I’m awesome, or so the ladies tell me.
studio light…
ladies…
guns…
Timmy.. what kind of business are you running?
I’m doing a photoshoot for Ludacris. It’s off the hook.