Skirt was too tight today. Looked under the hoods of parked cars for science, had grease fights. I feel gross. Gross. I want to take off my skin and give it a scrub, then kiss and mend the parts that hurt. Went to a girl's house from my class. We sat around, shot the bull, had a steak dinner. The girl does funny gestures when she is embarrassed, sort of ducks and waves her hands, and her side-bangs fall into her face.
I am working on a link list, but this is a part of blogging I don't quite understand. Tell me if you want to exchange links (is that how it goes?).