contemporary dance on a friday night.

Last night, Zac and I went on a date to see a contemporary dance performance for one of his classes. We had about 45 minutes to bum around before we could go in and snag our seats, so we sat in some comfy chairs on the second floor of the Student Center at UVU and contemplated whether or not we wanted to get ice cream. I finally gave in, and when we went downstairs to get some, the store was closed. So instead, we decided to find a comfy couch, eat tic tacs like candy (that was mostly me), and download free apps and play them while we waited for the doors to open.

When the dancing began, Zac and I smirked at each other. Have you ever seen anyone perform contemporary dance? It's kind of weird. Cool, but mostly weird. We sat through five dances, and almost left halfway through, but stuck it out. I enjoy dance, and was in a dance class for the majority of my childhood, but I must say, I am not a fan of this stuff.

When it was over, Zac and I booked it up the stairs to beat the crowd, got in the car, and drove straight to Kneaders for some of their chocolate truffle hot cocoa (the best I've ever had, hands down).

Then we came home and fell fast asleep. Well, I did, at least.

Today, I am an a quest to find yellow pants like these. I have been dying to have those babies in my closet! Wish me luck!

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