Last night I had dinner over at my friends' house - they are all football playing, weightlifting, huge boys that are always tearing their ACLS. I paused before I left my room, wondering if I should quickly shave my armpits - I was wearing a cut off t-shirt, and it just didn't seem like the type of thing that would jive with them. I wanted to be invited back and become a someone they consider a good friend. So I did it.

Now I feel stupid. I haven't felt so dumb about something I've done since the night I lost my shoe and threw up on Lydia's couch (sorry, girl). But it stings more because I haven't done something in a blatant attempt to make people like me more in, like.... FOREVER.

I feel like a little naked girl, as opposed to feeling womanly, which I felt before.

It's not the end of the world, but my naked underarms are like my bare-skinned scarlet letter.