I know the title sounds like a cheesy teenage romance novel, but actually it's a chessy pre-teen anti-romance real life thing. I just love those!
Well so I admit it I had a crush on a boy in my math class and he was really cute and had loads of freckles. So for some unknown reaseon at girl scouts we started talking about boys. I told everyone out loud who mine was. Julia burst out in spontanius spazzy laughing attack! At first I was offended then she explained.
Chezzy pre-teen anti-romance real life thing: So aparently in 4th grade he chased a girl around the playground and grabbed her trying to kiss her. He managed to kiss her leg hair before struggling and wiggiling free. Then, she took of. So obviously he was not fully satisfied and chased her more failing to get some more leg hair lovin'. POP! there goes my crush on that guy. I shall never lay eyes upon him once more except in complete scorn.
*bow*
And thus ends our chezzy preteen anti-romance thing!
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6 comments:
You are the most level-headed and intelligent young lady I have ever known. I hope you continue to be the same wonderful girl forever...
Reality bites...or chases and kisses leg hair sometimes. I look forward to the list you make that we talked about.
I love ya, girlie!
Leg hair. Hmm... what does it taste like?
Yuck to leg hair! Loved your blog. You always have the most interesting blogs, my sweetie.
Love, Granny Sue
Hey what's so bad about leg hair?
It's all prickiliy but cinnamon toast is a whole other story.
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