hot like a tamale

boys are everywhere! it must be the full moon and tonight's lunar eclipse, but there were boys talking, looking and smiling at me all bloody night at school. the good smoke-smelling, skinny white kid with the baggy pants must have smoked a fattie after dinner because he was über chatty. then pseudo-Tourettes guy kept looking and grinning at me from across the room. even the potentially gay instructor spent a lot of time looking at, and sushing (i was trying to help School Shane, really), me during the lecture. either i had a serious cowlick going on or i'm just too hot for school. *sizzle*