Wherein some joy appears that is not related to *NSYNC or Buffy.

[butterfly]

So, I was at the bus stop this morning and I was listening to No Strings Attached. And I wanted to dance because... it's *NSYNC. But I was in a public place.

Anyway, I had to wait almost an hour for the bus(because it sucks and only comes once an hour and the connecting bus had arrived late and I missed the earlier one). I was on... Digital Getdown when I decided that I could at least stretch. That's okay, right?

I started dancing a little on I'll Be Good For You. I had the CD on repeat and I noticed the guys on Bye, Bye, Bye. What guys?

The guys who were apparently watching the stretching and the dancing. I couldn't tell what they were saying, what with them being on the other side of the street and me listening to *NSYNC. I pretty much decided that I didn't care what anyone thought and kept dancing.

I'm still kinda high off of last night's Buffy and when I'm incredibly happy, I want to show it.

On This I Promise You, I heard a voice behind me. I might have... um... been bending over and stretching my legs. *cough*

I took out the headphones and turned to him with what I hope was an inquiring expression on my face. He told me that he enjoyed my dancing(and yes, my mind flashed to Em on the el with Lance) and asked if I wanted to go dancing with him that Friday.

I totally kept my cool, even though I was stunned and happy and a million other things. All of my practice in hiding my pain seems to work on excitement, too.

I asked him his name and told him mine. I looked him over(and he looked incredibly nervous during my inspection). I told him that I might like that.

He asked for my number. I gave it to him. He had to run to catch his bus before it left.

Comments

[mitajoey.livejournal.com]

Oh My GOD! Is that how its done? Wow, Di, I should take pointers from you. And you must be beautiful to boot. If anything, I hope that this guy turns out to be someone you can call a friend, if a LOOOOVVEEE connection doesn't happen. Man, I'm in awe. What kind of dancing were you doing, by the way?

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[butterfly.livejournal.com]

Well. I'm not sure how to describe it. It was... hippy. With the hips. You know. A lot of bopping.

[lalabebe.livejournal.com]

That was pretty damn cool, right out of a movie. I hope you have fun.

*gasps*

[brooding-soul.livejournal.com]

You little hussy!

;)

[sour-grapes.livejournal.com]

I'm so happy for you. That's the cutest story.

=)

Re: *gasps*

[butterfly.livejournal.com]

Bite me.

Love you, too.

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[butterfly.livejournal.com]

Obviously, this must be blamed on On the Line. Another thing to thank Lance for.

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[butterfly.livejournal.com]

Thanks. It's very much of the good.

[karnpl.livejournal.com]

Koolbeans. Thats so cool. You rock.

I also so envy anyone who got/gets to see On the Line. B/c it's not playing at all in Arkansas.

[rorylie.livejournal.com]

I want to meet boys while dancing to Nsync and waiting for the bus. Ok actually I don't. Right. Boyfriend sitting ten feet away, check. But hey good for you babe. That should help make you feel better.

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[butterfly.livejournal.com]

At all? That majorly sucks.

I mean, I've seen it three times already and plan to go more.

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[butterfly.livejournal.com]

Thanks. And yeah, it does.

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[karnpl.livejournal.com]

Nope. I heard it was only being released in 950 theaters. B/c "they" expected it to flop like Glitter did.

I'm being punished for Glitter. This is unreal.

I don't even like Mariah Carrey. ::stomps foot::

Know if it's gonna make it to video/DVD?

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[butterfly.livejournal.com]

It has to. Right? Oh, god. Now I'm getting all insecure.

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[karnpl.livejournal.com]

Don't get all insecure b/c of me.

That's not cool.

But I do, really want to write, is it Mirmax? A not so friendly letter.