Awake

“Awake”

When I first get up I have roughly no sense of balance.

Meaning I wriggle my way out of bed, stagger towards my slippers.

Slam violently into the wall with my entire left side. Slap my right hand against the doorway and drunkenly stumble in the direction of the bathroom.

It’s worse when there’re shoes left in the little entry hall which is in the way of the bathroom. Or when one of my two dogs’re sleeping in my path.

Somehow I’ve only fallen once, but almost every morning I expect to greet the floor with my face.

Me: So I was reading about cells and how they're the source of our energy, and I came up with a question; how many cells would you have to lose in order to lose a significant amount of energy?

Dad: I highly doubt that you could lose that many cells without dying.

Me:...

Me: Well, people lose arms all the time...

“Suggestion”

One of my worst pet peeves is when someone (generally related to me), says;

“You could do x.” In a way that it is suggested.

But when I decide not to do x, they come back to me and ask me why I didn’t do x.

As if they had told me to do x instead of suggested it...

Am I wrong in thinking that the suggestee has the ability to not do what is suggested to them?

I don’t know anymore..

Outside Panda Express

Me: *Points at scattered food and utensils on ground*

Me: What the fork?

Sis: No, just... no.

Sorry, have a story

I’ve been really quiet the past few weeks, sorry about that, I just didn’t know what to talk about... But, I’ll be, I think the word’s “reposting” a story that I’ve written. It was for school, but I figure that I haven’t done much else for you guys, might as well. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get some writing tips!

But, yeah, I’m sorry guys, didn’t mean to leave for so long.

... The story’ll be in another post...

hello

Hiya!