Saturday


I Bet That You Look Good On The Dancefloor
by Arctic Monkeys


There's something about high school dances that I will miss. Finding some cheap cute dress in the mall, guys asking out girls but not me, and my last minute decision to buy the ticket. Maybe my way of remembering dances isn't the sweetest but it worked for me.

For me, it was always about the double takes, drinking water, and dancing with friends while every couple or fling had grind on the dance floor. Sometimes as I drank water, I would watch how the lights blink, I liked the "skip a beat" blinking effect the most. One-second, a girl sighs. Dark. Third second, a girl smiles. Dark. I was always a little bored at dances, hoping for someone to surprise me, to amuse me. But I never did. Dances only lead to anticlimaxes. You're only left with people's sweat, crumpled cups, and maybe some photos to take with you.
But weirdly enough, I kind of miss it.




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