Wednesday Night

In an attempt to ignore the people upstairs who are driving me crazy and have been partying and stomping around for the past three days in a row... five more days. Just five more days. I decided to watch some of my favorite dances on youtube. This one is a favorite :). It gives me chills every time, that's exactly how I feel every day. Arles is there for me even when I'm being the hormonal woman I am right now. He's everything I've always wanted and more then I hoped for. It's been an amazing four months.

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I'm also procrastinating packing. We found this cute little house not to far from my parents for just a hundred dollars more then we pay for our one bedroom home. So we jumped on the opportunity and because of that we have to move this weekend...which means I have a whole lot of packing to do. But as you can see no motivation to do it. Oh well. There's always tomorrow

Fipped, Turned, and Thrown

Note to self: When the dance instuctor looks at you and says "you look small enough" and pulls you into the center for a demonstration, please put on some shoes or else you may end up with bruises like this...

It looks worse then it is through, and I have to admit it was pretty fun. Basically I was thrown in the air, flipped, turned, and told to flip backwards and dive headfirst toward the ground, scary...yet fun. Luckily the instructor held me up and all I did was land on my feet wrong (and that was my fault). But next time I think I'll watch someone else be the guinea pig, I'm sure it looks much more entertaining from the side :P