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I sometimes ask myself if I like rainy days. One of my mornings helped me to make my decision: I woke up to a rainy morning. Opening my eyes, I was greeted, not by the usual rays of sunshine that smile down upon me, but by a dark gloominess.. the darkness...it lulled me back to sleep tricking me into believing that it was still night! Bursting into my room and banging the door open none too quietly, my mother rushes in shouting,"It's raining!! We have to leave early, traffic will be heavy!!" and rushes out. Not at all happy from being torn from my sleep, I rise from my slumber with half closed eyes and try my best to get ready.. and so my mother drives me to school. And it began to rain a bit hard. Staring out the window, I began to sympathetically smile at the unfortunate souls that weren't smart enough to bring a raincoat/windbreaker. I, a very smart girl, brought out my windbreaker and was wearing it, confident I wouldn't get the least bit wet. Almost at my sto...
It's so very difficult to find out how spiders get into the house. Even more difficult wasps. The fact that there was a wasp AND a spider (a nice fat one) inside my very own house, is quite the mind boggling mystery. So I'm walking in the house, journeying to the other side when I see a black spot on the wall. Upon examining the spot closer, I observed that there were five hundred and two million red eyes and eight spindly legs. Letting a blood curdling scream out, I placed as much distance between the monster and myself. Running to my mother, I pleaded with her to get rid of it. She walks over and looks at it. Although the spider was only two cm. wide, it still had eight legs and an infinite number of eyes. My mother fakes a thoughtful look for a little while, and then frankly informs me to get rid of it myself!! Thoroughly shocked and hurt, I dashed upstairs to get.. the hair spray. Going upstairs, I observed yet another black spot contrasting with the white wall. Upon closer...
I found this site that has "rurouni kenshin sheet music" and I was very happy. =D Very happy indeed. So I start downloading and printing the music. Excitedly, I grabbed the papers from the printer and dash downstairs to my piano to play the music. Oh it was sooo pretty... so pretty... My precious RUROUNI KENSHIN MUSIC, and of course my mother comes along and she walks over to me while I'm still playing the piano and she pushes me! She goes," I want to play, Daphne! Get off the piano!" I was like," eh.. what?!" My mother sits on the bench next to me and literally shoves me off the piano bench (which is suprising since she only weighs 88 pounds)and she starts playing my sheet music! I was down on my knees going "noooooooo..."- she stole my joy.. my precious RUROUNI KENSHIN MUSIC... I wanted to play it so badly and she just.. stole it from me!! One can only imagine the sorrowful emotions I felt with tears running down my face. I look around to s...
In my bathroom, there is a white, metal rod that fits between two walls and holds the shower curtain. If the rod is not stable, it will fall due to the force of gravity. It will fall, landing in the metal bathtub, making a metal against metal sound. The sound will be amplified by the height it is falling at. I had just finished cleaning myself and I'm about to place my wet towel on the rod. I take notice that the rod is very high, higher than the last time- probably because it fell and was fixed by a parent of mine that placed it too high. So I look at the rod, and then to the towel draped over my arm, dripping. Without hesitation, and without any thought, I took a chance and threw the wet towel into the air, hoping against all past experiences and wisdom accumulated, that it would land somewhat nicely onto the rod. Land the towel did. Landing on the rod, the soaked towel, which was heavier than usual, caused the rod to detach itself from the two walls. The rod falls, and with it t...
My mom asked me to email her so that she could add my email to her address book. So I was like suuure... no harm in an email address-hopefully. I come home from school and she's driving me to piano lessons. "Did you check your email yet?" "not yet, mum. I haven't got the chance." "Oh. Okay. Well make sure you check your email when you get home." "Sure thing." After my lessons, I go upstairs tired and weary from the effort of trying to please my piano teacher. Signing into my mail box, I see an email from "Celina" and open it. The contents were labelled,"Abduction precautions for women" and contained various stories and prevention acts women should take in order to avoid being raped, kidnapped or abducted. Sighing I thought to myself that I should have seen this coming. While on my beloved computer, daddy passes by and just stands there looking at me. A couple minutes pass by and I'm beginning to think that I've...
I have temporarily lost one of my five senses.I am the not-so-proud owner of a red nose that is incapable of performing its duties. (not so different from rudolph) Mother is scared for my health and believes that Vitamin C will fix everything. I come down for dinner and at my place, and I see four cups of orange juice. (I had remembered from the previous day that she had forced me take four vitamin pills that were not chewable... and how i gagged at the unpleasantness as the taste lingered in my mouth. I also clearly remembered that I swallowed the first pill downed with half a cup of water without too much difficulty. I never did like non-chewable substances. The second was a little harder, and it was unable to go down, so it was gagged back up, and I drank a full cup of water to wash it down. The third pill was swallowed after another cup of water, and my fourth came back up. You can only imagine the hatred I'm feeling towards the pill. So after another full cup of water the pill...