Thursday, January 13, 2011
My senior year of high school, one of my teachers was trying to talk me into going to one of the girl's choice dances, she being adviser of the group sponsoring the dance. I had a list of several reasons for not going, but she wouldn't accept any of them, saying they were all just excuses. Which they actually were. I'm not sure if I ever mentioned the real reason I didn't want to go, which was that I had asked out a boy for my first date the year before and didn't want to do the asking again until I had been on at least one date where a boy asked me.
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