Homecoming

I'm probably doing it wrong

But we had fun anyway.

I asked her on Tuesday during a homecoming themed devotional. something along the lines of:

“Hey are you going to the dance Friday? No? Ya wanna? Cool.”

Little did I know that there is more than one homecoming dance. There are like 3. So I asked my friend who I knew was going. She was going to the formal dance in the next town down the highway. Hmmmm… PASS! That’s a bit of a far walk in dress shoes. I asked what dance my date wanted to go to. she didn’t care. so I called it the Plan B Dance.

I told her I’d pick her up at 7ish. I made a quick but thoughtful iTunes playlist and got to packing my stuff. So 6 30 rolls by and I get dressed. Blue shirt, “casual” kakis which are not that bad. don’t be hatin because they’re durable! and my black coat jacket mainly for warmth. I print out what might be the most vauge google earth map ever, grab my stuff, and make like a baby and head out. I pick her up, and with no car that means we walk next to each other. She’s impressed we match, a little tip from my mom that works every time. thanks! we start walking, eventually finding land marks and such that lead us to the resturant. I was HOPING that since there were dances and other misc. parties around that a little pizza place wouldn’t be that popular. that was not my most bright of ideas. the line to the door could be seen from space.

Onward and upward!!

we almost circle campus looking for the local ice cream shop but instead found a little hot dog place. so we got 2 beef dogs with pickels and special sauce that tasted strongly of honey. she’s a bit more adventurous and got banana peppers too. that’s where I remebered I had my camera in my back pack.

I tried for an abstract “Grapefruit” pic. didn’t quite work out

we started back to the Halls but passed this really cool park with the unoffical title of “Rape Hill” it apparently has a history. but its still really cool. I was first introduced to the park when my Freshman Tour Guide or whatever you call him pointed in the general area and said “you guys should really take advantage of Rape Hill” we all laughed for a good 3 minutes.

We walked through the park a little bit, found a bench sparcely surrounded by trees and I unpacked. after I got the boom box and iTunes out, I welcomed her to the Plan B Dance.

I started out with her favorite Whitesnake song and let random shuffle on the “Homecoming” playlist I made earlier work itself out. every now and then a breeze would pick up throwing all the loose leaves in our area, deffinately the coolest way to slow dance. also every now and then, an acorn would drop and we would look up expecting an evil squirrell army to appear in the branches. we sang, we danced, we stole things. pretty much the greatest dances I’ve ever DJ’d. we decided to pack up once the sprinklers came on. then we had fun doging sprinklers on the narrow walkway back home. at one part, the park light had burnt out and the walk became even darker. she gripped my arm a littled tighter and looked around at the crunch of the leaves under our feet. I leaned over and whispered “this would probably be a good time to tell you I have a lightsaber in my backpack…”

did I mention she is a self proclamed Sith Lord? as we got closer to her dorm, it was decided that a short dress change was needed and to regroup at my dorm, lightsabers at the ready.

keeping my kakis, I traded my blue button down and coat for my white hoodie and ran back outside. and she’s standing there in black slacks, black sweater thing and what can only be described as a sleeveless Sith trench coat. if she were president she’d be Babe-rham Lincolon. we choriographed (I spelt that right??) the beginning of a decidedly epic lightsaber duel. I would feel biased since I helped make it, but we grew an audience at one point and they seemed rather impressed. it ended on acount of rain.

Best homecoming ever. Thanks MI =)