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Refugee
I work with someone named Patrick Wang... I'll have to do that on Monday.
Mr. Wang says it's ironic that I teach English and I don't know how to spell a simple word like "Rocks" on my personalized license plate. It's a running joke.
He drives to school now in a a Banana yellow Ford Mustang with a personalized license plate that says "RAECER X". I photocopied the definition and spelling of the word 'racer' out of the dictionary and handed it to him, in all its highlighted, blown-up glory.
I, too like to slide around in my socks. I'm just afraid one day I'll topple over.
I still have my old dolls and stuffed animals from my childhood. I'm 28.
I'm looking at one of the dolls my parents gave me after they took a trip to New Orleans. It's yellow. She doesn't have any underwear on. I've been peeking to see if maybe it will appear ever since I was eight years old and got the doll. I kid you not. I peeked under her dress last week. Call it an old habit.
My favorite color used to be yellow. Now it makes me look like I have jaundice. My favorite color is green.
I have hazel eyes with green flecks in them. I would defend myself every St. Paddy's Day when the kids started pinching, screaming, "I WEAR GREEN EVERY DAY!"
I own way too many watches, and yet I wear the same one day in, day out.
Flannel sheets are the bomb.
I can't sing all the words to the song "It's the End of the World as We Know It" without a lyric sheet or the song playing. I sing "la la" when I don't know what Michael Stipe is saying.
I've been staring at the same Hershey's Chocolate Kiss for the past two years. I'm wondering if Hershey's chocolate ages like wine??
I electrocuted myself once as a teenager while plugging in something under my bed and thought I was going to die. What a way to go. Being found dead under my bed, amongst the dust bunnies and the misplaced socks.
Moonie
Mr. Wang says it's ironic that I teach English and I don't know how to spell a simple word like "Rocks" on my personalized license plate. It's a running joke.
He drives to school now in a a Banana yellow Ford Mustang with a personalized license plate that says "RAECER X". I photocopied the definition and spelling of the word 'racer' out of the dictionary and handed it to him, in all its highlighted, blown-up glory.
I, too like to slide around in my socks. I'm just afraid one day I'll topple over.
I still have my old dolls and stuffed animals from my childhood. I'm 28.
I'm looking at one of the dolls my parents gave me after they took a trip to New Orleans. It's yellow. She doesn't have any underwear on. I've been peeking to see if maybe it will appear ever since I was eight years old and got the doll. I kid you not. I peeked under her dress last week. Call it an old habit.
My favorite color used to be yellow. Now it makes me look like I have jaundice. My favorite color is green.
I have hazel eyes with green flecks in them. I would defend myself every St. Paddy's Day when the kids started pinching, screaming, "I WEAR GREEN EVERY DAY!"
I own way too many watches, and yet I wear the same one day in, day out.
Flannel sheets are the bomb.
I can't sing all the words to the song "It's the End of the World as We Know It" without a lyric sheet or the song playing. I sing "la la" when I don't know what Michael Stipe is saying.
I've been staring at the same Hershey's Chocolate Kiss for the past two years. I'm wondering if Hershey's chocolate ages like wine??
I electrocuted myself once as a teenager while plugging in something under my bed and thought I was going to die. What a way to go. Being found dead under my bed, amongst the dust bunnies and the misplaced socks.
Moonie