i totally checked out this chick i know in my painting class, much to my chagrine. i couldn’t take my eyes off the skin peeking through this small tank top she wore … hmmm … how horribly forward of me … she’s a friend, too, and she has a boyfriend, i actually had to avert my eyes and look to the ground … i think she noticed because when she bent over to get something from her paint bin, she covered up her chest as if i was going to look down her shirt, which i was actually … i wonder how strange she thought the situation, me being a chick myself, and having to act normal as if we were still conversing innocently, damn hormones … (is this annika coming out? not totally, i just think girls are fucking hot sometimes and i want to look at them)