Algunos danza a recordar, algunos danza a olvidarse.

Argentina. My new country.

Jake and I...we broke up. Cole, Charlie, Jake, Megan, Greg and I were playing 'I've never' and I said "I've never, to my remberance, had an orgasm." Jake, being the man I am currently in sexual relationships with, was outrageously offended. Finally it was his turn and he said: "I've never told a girlfriend I loved her and meant it."

I went to the bathroom and cried my eyes out and Charlie followed. She rubbed my back while I bawled my eyes out. We talked and I decided I needed out of this relationship.

When I finished I went upstairs to where the Rotary dance was. Cole, Charlie, and Shelia were on the dance floor, dancing happily. I joined in and soon I felt so much better. I didn't move my body, the music did, and I just let it flow. All my anger and sadness and bitterness came out in the forms of musical beats.

Other exchange students were staring at us, pointing, laughing...and I was okay with that. Cool had taken on a whole new meaning. Cool was making yourself feel good and saying to hell with everyone else.

Jake came upstairs, followed by Megan. Megan began to slow dance with him. I didn't freak, I merely spazed out silently, and scratched the fuck outta my wrists.

A fast song struck up again, and the three and I were on the floor again. Others came up and danced. Guys finally started to dance with us. One walked right up to me and began to dance with me. His name is Teemu, and he is from Finland.

Shelia waved me over and Teemu followed. I smiled. T I danced with him for a while longer then went to talk to the DJ....and requested something slow.

You must think I'm some sort of flake or something, but I saw him since last conference. I wasn't trying to make Jake jealous either, thank you VERY much. Like I said, I didn't care who thought what about me anymore. I just wanted to be happy. I got closer. We smiled at each other again.

The next song was Hotel California. There really wasn't any asking involved, we just started slow dancing, and closely at that. My head found its way onto his chest. We continued to dance.

"How they dance in the courtyard,
Sweet summer sweat,
Some dance to remember,
Some dance to forget..."

This happened last night and today was our last day we'd see each other until April. Teemu smiled at me over and over again whenever he saw me. It was cute. It was fun. it was innocent. Isn't that what I've wanted this entire time?

He gave me his e-mail address and I e-mailed him today. I'm a little nervous as to how he's going to react to the closing statement.

One last thing, thanks for the dance.

Love, Annie.