It Snowed for Ho'ball

I don't think I should have gone, but I should not have stayed at Hetty's either. The music wasn't good at all, but I danced the entire time, spaced out and inattentive to everything. I'm a follower at dances. I don't have a best friend to freak out with and don't want to bump 'n' grind with boys. When Sandstorm came on, I threw myself into a pit and stupidly forgot it was the only one. I wound up jumping with my back to his. When we realized, perhaps unintentionally because of restricted movement, or perhaps on purpose to show that it really was ok, we did not move and kept jumping. It felt ok. I felt ok. I'm going to try to speak again, but it may be hampered by my straggling memories.