Sitting behind the sarcastic drunken man screaming things at the referees is always the best way to spend a football game.
I .. danced and danced and danced to some crappy live band. I made a fool of myself, but it doesn't quite matter because I had an enjoyable time acting like an idiot. I embarassed Chad, though.
Uhm. Lots of boys stared at me. It was uncomfortable.
I feel silly because I can actually follow a football game.
Also, Chad does not like it when I dance and sing loudly while walking around. No clue why..
Aaaanyway, I had fun. Didn't really expect to, but whatever. The goddamn cheerleaders wouldn't throw things at me dispite my screams of "I WANT STUFF! THROW ME STUFF!" Oh well.