You know how in movies when guys ask girls to dance and they get down on one knee, she offers him her hand, and he kisses it? Well, that happened to me last night. Granted, he's like one of my best friends, but still. It made me pretty happy. I love dancing. I may not be very good at it, but I still like it. And I'm not talking about grinding and that kind of "dancing". I suppose you could call what we did last night swing dancing. Maybe even ballroom dancing (which I would like to learn how to actually do someday). It is so much more fun. I would like to do that again. But I would like my boyfriend to be there, not just my best guy friends.