Many of you may know that I have two pet mice in my room.  Their names are Peanut and Oreo.  About two months ago, Peanut and Oreo were living together in one cage.  Since they are both males, they often fought and argued a lot over little things like territory and food.  Their constant squeaking and rolling around was no surprise to me.  One night, I noticed that they were jumping around and squeaking a bit more than usual.  I got up and walked over to their cage and noticed a small, brown shadow.  Since Peanut is gray/white and Oreo is black/white, the brown was an unfamiliar color.  I quickly ran downstairs to my mom in a panic.  "Mom, I think, I'm seeing things," I said to her.  She thought I was losing my mind and that my medicine was making me have weird side effects.  However, she came upstairs with me anyway.  After looking into the cage, she saw what I thought I had saw: another mouse in the cage.

Apparently, an outdoor mouse had been attracted to the scent of my mice and found it's way into my house and into my room.  He then squeezed his tiny body into their cage and was confronted by two angry enemies.  The mouse was not even half the size of Peanut and was quickly attacked by both of my mice.  Oreo and Peanut suffered minor bite wounds to the tails, but the outdoor mouse was nearly killed.  I managed to manipulate the outdoor mouse and get him to crawl up into the removal compartment of the cage so that I could safely release him back into the wild.  I then cleaned the cage thoroughly.

That night was so shocking but funny at the same time.  My mom said that I looked like I had just seen a ghost when I came downstairs to tell her what I saw.  Since then, Peanut and Oreo have not had any unwanted visitors, thankfully.

Me and my mom went out to breakfast this morning at the Country Club Diner since we both have off for President's Day. As we were sitting and talking, my mom tells me, "Look over there". There were these two guys talking but I looked again and noticed that it was actually just one guy talking. He was standing over this one guy who was just trying to sit and eat his food and drink his coffee but this other guy would not leave him alone. And he was like right in his face making the guy practically fall off his chair leaning away, trying to get some personal space. Poor guy.

Before I was born my mom was never responsible enough to wear her glasses, even though she desperately needed them. She thought they made her look ugly, and even though she was gorgeous and the glasses only helped to accent her already beautiful eyes, she would much rather walk into things and further damage her eyes by not wearing them then risk not looking fly.
So my mom lived in an apartment in South Philly for a while, the building was filthy, should have been condemned said my mom. Anyway one day my mom was in her room listening to some records and painting something when she heard noises outside her window that sounded like whining. She looked out the window and saw that there were several little kittens outside on her fire escape and they appeared to be cold and hungry. So my mom opened the window and let them in and fed them cat food. The months went by and as it got warmer my mom would just leave the window partially open for the cats to come in and eat.
One day my mom had a date come to the house before they were going to go out for dinner. He knocked on the door and when my mom opened it he saw all the kittens that were eating from the bowl my mom had put out on the floor. "OH MY GOD! Bliss, you have rats all over your floor!" Then of course my mom started to freak out because she thought they were kittens all this time
"What where what the fuck?"
"Right there how could you not see them you're feeding them! What's wrong with you!"
So of course my mom found out she mistakes a bunch of huge city rats for kittens and had been feeding them for several months. You can be damn sure she started wearing her glasses after that.

Sleds. Whoever goes farthest wins, no rules other then that. 

There was once a Robot named CubeX, He lived alone in a big white box. All of the other Robots were designed to help people and to do things, but CubeX had not discovered his purpose in "life" yet. 

He decided one day he would be bold and daring and build something! Something unlike anything anyone else had done. He invented the PadOmeter!

What this invention did was  flung in a projectile manner sanitation napkins onto lockers. It became a new sport!

He would look at himself in the mirror and tell himself he was a genius.

But one day he took a really close look and discovered he was nothing but a joke!

He walked out of the big door that said, "EXIT" and was never seen again.

This is from a paper I wrote sophomore year.

My speech improved but I sill struggled. When saying a long sentence I would stumble across words and would have to repeat myself multiple times. It was irritating but I managed, with the exception of one thing; people couldn't take me seriously. Every time I opened my mouth when I was mad, frustrated, or sad people would just crack up. The more I talked the more they would laugh. I was powerless. My voice became my enemy. I could no longer use it to my advantage. I decided to keep my mouth shut and not talk.  It was the only sensible thing to do. When I was around people who would constantly laugh at my lisp even after the entertainment weared off, I would just keep quiet. 

....to be continued

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