The JROTC Ball.
My key club helped serve our school’s JROTC Ball tonight and overall, it went pretty well. There was always something to do, but there were two things that were pretty odd.
I think the caterers were Haitian and they had this really thick accent which was really awesome, but it was kind of hard to understand them. So when they tried to converse with me at times, I kept asking them to repeat themselves and I could tell that they did not like me. So that was pretty awks and not fun.
And the other thing which was more odd.
So the ball was part dinner and part dance so when the dance started, the dj played a slow song for the couples. I didn’t really think I was going to dance since I was there to help serve, but this guy walks up to my friend and I and asks for a dance. Even though I knew he was talking about me, I pulled a bitch move and asked, “Oh do you mean my friend Jessica?” and pushed her towards him. And he was like, “No, I’m asking you.” So I went to slow dance with him.
He was so sketchy. He wouldn’t tell me anything about himself and it was like the most awkward thing ever. I asked for his name for conversation, but he said to call him Stench. Like, who calls themselves Stench? That shit ain’t cute honey boo boo. But yeah, the song was cut due to technical difficulties and I thanked him for the dance and awkwardly walked to my friend.
What a weird night.
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So you tell me one thing a few days ago and now you’re acting all weird.
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