During lunch I sat watching a short girl draw. She usually draws these manga chibi characters and eats ham sandwiches during class, but today she drew a dominatrixish looking woman. I also talked to my friend for a while. We laugh at people a lot together. Being with her makes me feel large, and airless, and like I'm about to float up towards the ceiling and start bouncing off the walls. She changed her name to Eleanor once, but it never caught on, her real name is so much prettier. My dad got his needles stuck on that name, though, so he always calls her Eleanor.