April 29, 2009
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4.29/2009
Last night, as usual, I picked up Tramaine from her apartment and we went salsa dancing. It was a lot of fun, because I realize that I definitely understand the basics now and that keeping the rhythm is much easier and subconscious than before. The first time I went I nearly had to look down to make sure that my feet were moving correctly and with the beat of the song. Anyway, salsa dancing was fun, but the best part of the night occurred after salsa. She and I talked as I drove her back to her apartment, and I walked her to her door and she asked me if I wanted to come in.
I spent the next three hours or so talking to her on her couch about all kinds of things ranging from drawing, to being a nerdy kid, to finding internal peace. Being a traditional woman, during our conversation, she told me that I'd have to leave by midnight... and upon looking at the time, and seeing 12:04am, I patted her on the back and told her I'd have to go. Being surprised by even that little level of affection from me, she responded "Wow, I got a pat on the back!" It was at that point that I opened my arms, signaling for a hug, and hugged her.
Stepping outside her door, I asked her one last question about what she would like to do on our date on Friday. She responded that she would like to play Rock Band and get better at the drums. I thought about doing something, smirked, and told her that I thought doing something in response to her Rock Band statement, but I might refrain. "Do it." She said. I got down on one knee and asked her, "Will you marry me?" Laughing she opened her arms for another hug. I bid her goodnight and headed out.
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