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I feel all fuzzy and bubbly! :3

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It was dark outside, and I was alone in the bathroom.

I was getting ready to brush my teeth, and had just put toothpaste on my toothbrush.

As I opened my mouth, I noticed there was a thick crust of chocolate on my chin and the sides of my face... I remembered eating a square of chocolate earlier, but I didn't understand how it got all over me.

I began to frantically scrub off the chocolate. It was on my neck, too, and my arms...

Scared, I opened my mouth. Spots of chocolate dotted my teeth and covered my tongue. My front two upper teeth seemed to have grown and pushed from their normal alignment so that they jutted out as buck teeth. The one on the right had a huge chip in it, as if a bite had been taken out of the corner.

I looked inside, and there were chocolate chips lodged in it. The entire inside of the tooth was gone, and it was just hollow and stuck with bits of chocolate.

After scraping out all the chocolate in a panic, I ran my tongue over the chip in my tooth. The feel of the damaged area was rough, but familiar in a way.

When I woke up I kept running my tongue over that area to make sure it was normal. I don't find chocolate particularly scary, so this was a strange nightmare, but I guess it might show that I'm quite afraid of cavities/gingivitis?

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After watching fireworks for the 4th of July, I had a discussion with a family friend about the mobs of people crowding the streets as we all walked back to our respective cars and houses.

"It's like everyone is out trick-or-treating at once," I said.

He said it would be scary if people trick-or-treated in mobs.

And then, brilliance happened.

One of us, I think it was me, wondered what it would be like if, on Halloween, a huge group of people went trick-or-treating together... and they all dressed as zombies.

So then (and this was his part), one of the people rings the doorbell while all the others just kind of shuffle around on the street. When the person opens up, everybody starts to move toward the door and making zombie noises.

I really want this to happen. D:

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So, in the Sims 2, I had some sims in a dorm. For the unaware, in the Sims 2 you can send your sims to college, and they can live in dorms.

Anyway. One of the professors decided to drop in and use the hot tub. Or rather, he's buddies with one of my sims, and they were hanging out and he decided to use the hot tub.

Little did I know, he didn't have a swimsuit. Yeah, Mr. Professor there just popped into the hot tub IN THE NUDE. Censored for my sake, of course, since you don't see actual nudity in the game.

Having never encountered such a sight before, I was stunned. The nearby sims, it seemed, were also stunned. In fact, they were downright shocked.

Every few seconds one of the other sims in the building would walk by and go "euughh!" or scream a little when they looked at him.

Nudity is not well received in the world of the sims, lemme tell ye.

...And yet they cheer for public woohoos.

Anyway I just wanted to share that because it made me laugh hysterically to see all the sims being freaked out by the one guy going commando in the hot tub.

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General Oceanography: A-

Bye 4.0. It was nice while it lasted.

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Everytime something dies around our house, it dies near my room. Why this is I'm not quite sure, but it's happened on more than one occasion.

I knew there was at least one rat living in our attic, since I'd seen it scurrying up the tree outside my window before. I didn't think it was LIVING right above my room, though.

The aforementioned tree:


Anyway, my room had been smelling unbelievably horrible for a couple days, and I couldn't figure out why. Needless it say, it was rather distressing. I was really worried I had spontaneously developed horrible inexplicable body odor or something, and I imagine that would greatly decrease my chances of successful relationships in the future. Thankfully that wasn't the case.

My dad wanted to run a network cable down to the uh... outlet? in my room, and I don't think we would've figured out what the smell was if not for that. Apparently he asked my mom to throw away a stick, and then said "oh, could you throw this away too?" and handed her a dead rat in a bag. She uh, didn't respond well. First she screamed some, then complained that he really shouldn't be handing her dead rats in bags without warning her first.

I had to breathe through my mouth while I was taking this picture because it smelled so bad. THE THINGS I DO FOR BLOGGING...


Sometimes I wonder if he does these things on purpose or if he really is just that nonchalant about it.

The smell has been ebbing away, thankfully, but I found a big fat fly buzzing around my room. I really hate the noise flies make, so I spent some time trying to catch it and succeeded in capturing it in the jar we usually use for spiders. I took it out and put it on the table, and my dad looked at it and said "looks like the kind that eats dead things."

Dirty fly, dirty spider jar.


Guess we know why it was attracted to my room, then? The smell of rot I find so nauseating is probably super delicious to flies, if they actually have senses of smell. Bleargh. My parents were speculating that the heat may have killed the rat, since it gets pretty hot in the attic and we had a few days of 90+ degree weather. Dead rat + hot attic = completely putrid.

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You know that girl who complains about the woes of being pretty? Like "ugh, I hate that guys are always asking me out, can't they tell I'm just not interested? I just wish they'd leave me alone, you know what I mean?"

And everybody else is like "no, I don't know what you mean. I was too busy being ugly and invisible to the sex I'm attracted to, sorry."

Well, I don't want to be "that" girl, but sometimes... Sometimes I feel like I'm getting close to being her. There's really no good way to talk about these things without sounding like her, or maybe coming off as shallow or self-absorbed.

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuut yeah... lately I've had a couple messages on OKC (yes, I'm still on there... perhaps not very prudent on my part, but I do love talking to strangers on the internet X|) that were from people who had very obviously not read my profile.

Messages that only say "you're cute" tell me several things:

1. He did not read my profile, because:
a. if he had, he would have noticed that I'm only looking for friends/pen pals
b. I specifically ask that people who message me have something to say
c. he had nothing to say besides "you're cute," despite the fact that there are plenty of things he could comment on... had he read my profile

2. He's too damn lazy to read my profile and/or type out a message longer than one line.

3. He's not very smart, because he thinks that such a lackluster message won't get him an equally lackluster response.

Seriously... what do these guys think? That reading "you're cute" will make a girl swoon and reply back "gee thanks! Nobody has ever been able to gaze upon my visage without becoming physically ill before! LET US HAVE PASSIONATE SEX AS SOON AS POSSIBLE."

Anyway, that's my complaining about people finding me attractive and being honest about it. Well, honest and lazy/thoughtless in their approach. So I guess the problem is not that they find me attractive, but that they couldn't make the effort to pretend that wasn't the only reason they wanted to talk to me. Wow, that was pretty cynical of me.

Here is a relevant video to finish off the post:

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