No Budget Fiction
Fact and fiction based on life around northeast Mississippi. Entertainment, advice, lies... Ladies and gentlemen, we've got it all. Soon...
Ballroom Dancing
I have tried, vainly, to get a ballroom dancing partner, but it is unbelievably difficult. The reason, seemingly, is that it isn't something to be proud of. I have friends who make fun of me for it, but its easy as hell to brush off. Know why?
I have the chance to learn to dance to any kind of music out there. I can lead (usually) beautitful girls into spins and turns and hold them as closely as I like and make it look good. Ballroom dancing is fun. It can be hard, but it gets my blood pumping.
I dance at DanceQuest in Tupelo every Thursday(in case theres a few northeast Mississippians who read this) and theres nothing but a good time inside those doors. A spacious dancefloor located on the second floor of an older building is our classroom. Its bright, with paintings and wall mirrors, and a dozen other small things. All of that doesn't matter when I'm out there though. Trying not to screw up is. I still have a long way to go before I'm any good and I still have a good damn time. Its for the younger generation(20 and under), and so its people that I get along with well. All of the instructors are young and energetic. Passion for dancing is infused into this place, even though its only been around for a few years.
Someone around here has to want to dance like this. I need a partner and I'll keep yelling that until one shows up. I don't need beauty, just a nice girl who wants to be spun a couple of times and has passion in her. Passion, ladies and gentlemen, is something I would love to see.
Out
Scouting is going out and talking up a girl to get her to go someplace(movies, party, whatever). What you do when you get there you can call whatever the hell you want to. Anyways, thats what I'm up to. Stephen and I went to our local mall yesterday to scout out a couple of girls to go to the movies with us. I'm new to this game, so give me some credit. I failed, repeatedly. The movie was good though.
I'm in an entirely new area. I've had a girlfriend or two years and she was my first, so I have enlisted some help. One of the janitors at the mall, my mentor Eric, is the hub of my help. Native Californian, well-read, an asshole, and cool as hell. He's got girl connections running all over the area. I just have one prerequisite; I don't want the girl to want love. I don't want love. I want a party, dammit. If thats wrong of me(and somewhere in that deep down place in my gut I feel that it is) I'm still going to have a good time.
(Steven is going to hate this post. He wants to be a preacher. Heheh)
This is short, since I'm at school and I have to leave. Yay for the loss of internet at home!
Have fun ladies and gentlemen.
An Introduction to Nigel
Ladies and gentlemen, this was my idea. (In case of emergency break Nigel)
I live in northeast Mississippi, where right now its beautiful and sunny out. A little windy too, but this blog isn't about the weather. Its about me and whoever decides to join me.
I'm seventeen years of age right now, a junior in high school, and a little dorky. But girls tell me I'm cute too so its okay. The next qustion please!
What makes me think I have anything worth creating a blog about? I know people. Not people in high places or low places(though a few of those are scattered in for good measure), just people. And some of them are pretty damn crazy. That and my own life, like everyone elses, is full of ups and downs, currently tempered by youthful optimism. I'm sure someone will get around to breaking that off and using it for a good door stop but right now its attached and I'm making damn good use of it.
AutoBio- For the first fifteen years of my life I was a "good" kid A few dirty secrets but mostly quiet. I always had a good book or a good game, and a few close friends who were the only ones that knew how crazy I really was. Then I got my first girl-friend, Brittany. Hello, coming of age.
She was what got me out of my shell, and we were together off and on two years. Not bad for a first shot, but she was a great girl. Still is. That was recent so I'm stil single but I'm not that quiet kid anymore. I've got friends everywhere, some of them awesome as hell.
My oldest is Christopher. He's still quiet and nice, but can draw beautifully, so his faults are fine. Next is Stephen. This is my right hand man. We've had eachother's back since the third grade and still doing fine. His thing is Second Life, but he can tell you about that. Then theres Steven. This is my megalomaniacal advisor and scientist. Hes spiritual too, and knows alot about the occult. Great for a laugh or a debate. These are my oldest and closest. Almost brothers.
Since this was my idea, and since you are done meeting me, I can tell you what in the hell this is all about. I want to gather and create stories, drawing them from everyone I know. Not just stories, but advice and tips as well, about relationships or just a damn good book.
I hope we can keep you entertained.
