*stops dancing crazily*
"Nothing."
"Really? Cause it looked kind of like you were dancing like a squirrel on drugs."
"No, seriously. I'm good. I was just, um, jiving."
"Jiving? Who uses that word any more?"
"Uhm, I do?"
"Okay. Bye now, Rebeccah."
The above was a highly embarrassing conversation with the dude I've had an absolutely horrible crush on for 6 years.
Way to go, Rebeccah. Really.
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