5/365 Steve
At church he tells me, “You have a zit.” Does he somehow believe a teenage girl does not know this about herself? At one point, I thought I liked him, but really, there was no one left to like. It was just his turn.
posted by Indigo Bunting at 11:21 AM
6 Comments:
Touché. Who hasn't been there! Perfect.
i would have then sat there during the sermon, obsessively touching the zit, just wishing i had a mirror.
ugh, teenage-hood.
Does "Oh... You have a mustache" beat that? Just wondering!
lol
It continually amazes me how often we seem to know all the same people.
The human experience does seem to have its universal aspects!
I think I knew that most everyone got zits and that guys could be jerks - but I feel SO much better that I wasn't the only one who liked someone (for a whole day!) because he was...um, next.
Thanks!
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