Wednesday, May 26, 2010
All I See Is Fireworks
There's a girl in my class with a pretty big scar on her face. She talks to me every once in a while and I can't help but look at her scar. Sometimes I'll just give her a quick look while I'm talking to her and then look away quickly. I hope this is enough to establish eye contact, but I'm not really sure what she thinks of all of this. I'm glad that I talk to her. She seems like a friendly person, although she's gotten the cold shoulder from a couple of other students. Today, she talked to me for a while, covering her scar with her hand the entire time, and it was cool, but I hope that she doesn't think I'm weird for not looking her in the eye when we talk.
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