Awkward Alana

Today I ran into a friend that I hadn't seen for six years. That's a huge portion of my life. But we recognized each other and had a short exchange :)

Late into the conversation, I realized that my friend was a slightly self conscious about being sweaty (he had ridden his bike to my campus). I laughed a little inside. There's no air condition in my dorm. Sweaty boys are nothing new to me.

When I later got back to my dorm room, I did a double take at my mirror. I had met my friend on the way back from work where I had been handling printouts from a finicky copy machine. While looking in the mirror, I realized that I had ink all over my face.

Sweaty boys are a normalcy. Inky girls are not.

Whoops!