Recap.

okay, so things have simmered down around here for awhile, so it's about time i let you know what'a been happening. First of, it was michelle's silva's birthday, and she wanted to go to drake hotel, which is like a white club. Well predominantly white, with a few oddballs like me shannon and ayat who have white friends. At first we recognized a few things.

1) We stood out like a period stain on white pants.
2) They loved playing music from the sixties
3) crumping and ginding was clearly out of the ordinary for this environment.

LOL This dumb girl even went out of her way to make us eel out of place by looking us up and down and whispering to her friends 'mm-mm, this is interesting.'(man i should have decked her, but she was like helga man. Around 6 ft, and i'm like 5'5, 5'6 on a good day.)

But yo, we turned this thing around in less then five minutes. It took a while to get used to the music, but yo their tunes were bumping, kinda oldschool, but we took it, and ran. Beggars can't be choosers man.

SO we broke it down, on the dancefloor.

Imagine the looks on their faces when my girl shannon, steph and michelle start grinding on their respective men, I'm telling you there ain't nothing funnier. The strangest thing ever was how people paid to come and stand around on the floor.

I mean i know you guys are all yuppie business men, and grad students entrepreneur people who just want to lounge, and i didn't mind one bit. Cuz hanaan can't dance, as in her body reuses to co-operate with her, and the finishing product almost always ends up injuring someone.

SO i only go out, when i have to . Like birthdays and such, where i don't have much of a say. Luckily i don't have another birthday to worry about until december.

But anyways, my girls went buckwild on the dance floor. Me and Nell danced moderately, while the girls did some XXX movements. LOL

Then the funniest thing happened. The guys all started circling around us. I mean like in packs of tens. And started casually dancing around us. I'm telling you I ain't NEVER felt more like a million bucks.

They looked to nervous to ask us to dance, and you could tell they envied Rad for dancing with michelle, and Michelle's little bro (who is like the coolest guy) who got to dance with all of us. So in any event, finally they got brave after a few drinks, and started approaching us. I think it had something to do with when the girls were tired of the dancefloor and took it to the stage. (I'm not kidding, they even broke a glass on the floor. Mazel Tov.)

Then it was just me and nell steph alma on the floor. SO this guy, somes up to me. I'm telling you people he is cuter than cute. LIke gerard butler meets adam brody, if you could picture it, and i was excited as he approached me.....and then he killed it.

He asked me to dance.
HE ASKED ME TO DANCE!!!!!!

LIKE WERE IN THE FRIGGIN 15TH CENTURY, HE GIVES ME HIS HAND AND TRIES TO PULL ME ON THE DANCELOOR.

i mean what else was left. Was he going to curtsy, and start galloping around me like a damn horse. LOL

I actually started laughing, and my girls died. Shannon pushed me to dance but i was so frazzled, i didn't know what to do with the hand he held out for me. Like really??

But he was cute, so i ignored it and danced around him to my girls, and he goes 'u going to turn me down like that?'


i felt like shit, i tell you, but it had to be done. I can't dance, and i would've made a fool of myself. But then this gay guy, came up to me, and started dancing with me. He was so charismatic, i just couldn't turn away, so i danced. I danced my life away. I didn't know ppl were watching us, but they were, and surprisingly enough they thought i was a good dancer.

LMFAO. ME HANAAN, lol.

ANyways, this guy got turned down by Nell twice, but Nell is a natural bitch, and she just pulled her hand away from him. I felt bad for him, i actually winced, and started laughing. Bad protocol, i know, but what do you expect me to do. I can't help myself i something is funny.

Oh yeah, and don't even get me started on how michelle's brother was a little flirt. He was grinding with every girl, including nell who said she didn't 'want to' and asked me to 'save her' but grinded anyway. lol.

Anyway, we left, and i wanted to go home, but shannon and steph were drunk out of their minds, and started roaming the streets of toronto. Me and nell were the only sober ones, so we ollowed them mindlessly. (We learned our lessons this time, and brought shorter heels.)

We went to pizza pizza (a growing tradition)and they caused ruckus. kathy stood on the bench (the wooden bench they have for waiting) and started asking ppl i how she was standing was bothering anyone.

Then these guys thought they could 'bud me', cuz they thought my droopy eyes meant i was drunk, not tired, and i went hood on them. These guys are like mid-thirtis, yuppies, middleclass men, in fact we were the youngest bunch in the whole club, and they stood there watching me argue my way out of it. Then he popped my balloon.

Yes ladies and gentleman he popped my balloon. This wallstreet briefcase and suitcase wearing guy with a suit and tie, popped my balloon. With his mouth, b/c i didn't give up my line. And i freaked out, and just as i held my spot, steph kathy and shannon already ran out and wanted to find a better place than this.

Ater all my hard work, of putting my foot down, and standing up for all those heifers.

But it doesn't matter, b/c as i was grumbling about in the street, we bumped into these two guys australian and french, and we walked with them all through downtown. Then we hopped in a cab, went to steph's and relived the night, and then went to get ood around oakwood and st clair, and called it a night.

I have never been in more trouble, and my mom started crying. I felt so baaad, and i got an intervention the next morning, on my 'hazardous lifestyle'.

LOL, it was so hard to keep from laughing.

But my cool uncle said let's just move on, and i did. I came home ontime today, so that has o count for something right.

Only now halloween frat party is coming up, and it's tradition.

I have to go...

But how, will i get to stay out without starting the mess out all over?

Hmph.

Ray.