prufrock once again

Went to another wedding this past Saturday. Completely impromptu. It was my cousin's best friend's wedding. They had an extra seat next to my aunt, and they invited me. After dinner, I was sitting next to my aunt watching all the people dance. I like to watch people. I'm a people-watching person. My cousin's friend (a guy and a cute one, at that) asks me if I want to dance.

I say no, thank you.

I gesture to my aunt (widowed and in her late 60s) and say, "Ask my aunt." He wasn't put off by my answer or my weird request at all and asked my aunt to join him on the dance floor. She was very happy, and that's what matters.

Prufrock, once again. Maybe if it was a different kind of question like, "Do you want to go to the movies?" or "Do you want to go grab some cake and tea?" Those are the questions I would say yes to. Not dancing. I'm just not a dancing kind of person. Oh well.

Yesterday, I was biking back from practicing piano at school, and Scooter was biking towards me. I didn't see him until he said, "Hi!" I said, "Hey! Bye!" He didn't show signs of slowing down to chat, so I continued on my way. I had to go to the bathroom anyway.