Woke up, went to Target, had dinner, went to beginner's ballroom dancing night, came back, made smores over hookah coals, had nachos at the Hoop. That's pretty much my day. Ballroom dancing is amazing, and I'm going to club meetings now every sunday at MIT. They only taught us the basics of Waltz in the little intro session tonight (it was a whole dance with actual professionals), but later there was no such thing as "I don't know how to foxtrot/swing/chacha/salsa/tango/quickstep." These guys will teach you on the spot. It is so much fun, and everyone is so nice.
And this is coming from someone who doesn't usually like to be touched by strangers.
I smell a new hobby.
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