Toxic Friendships_Fake-Dating The Enemy_Egg Race_The stupid list
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Toxic Friendships
These jeans are slippery. That sounds weird; I’ll find a better way to say that. One that doesn’t make me sound like an old, creepy guy on Craigslist. It isn‘t really the jeans themselves either; it’s the zipper. I got these at a local thrift shop and they functioned just fine then. Three months later, no, five months later, and the thing just won‘t stay up. That’s what she said...Anyway, I liked them. They were better fitting than the ones I found at “regular“ shop, which those ones would have cost me nearly forty dollars! Forty. Dollars. All for the sake of keeping my butt cheeks and stuff c...
Fake-Dating The Enemy
Clara looked at her watch, for the umpteenth time. Yes, it's twenty minutes past 10am and no, her date still hasn't shown up! Aaargh! She knew agreeing to that blind date had been a mistake. When her best friend Alexa pleaded her to go on a date with her brother's teammate's roommate’s cousin (don’t even ask me how they managed to find such a random single guy), she knew she should have said no, like any normal person would. I mean, c'mon, who would even agree to such a date, where even their bestie hadn't seen the date's face!! The only reason she said okay to such a ridiculous date was becau...
Egg Race
In eighth grade, we used to have these egg races. Each week, Mr. Michel would give us an egg. On Friday, we would come up with a contraption that would keep the egg from breaking if it fell. Then we would sprint while holding the egg in one hand. The lesson was supposed to be on ethics. Balance. Care.I never had any of them. Every single time, the bright yolk would sink onto the blades of grass. Every time, I would bend over, under the hot Utah sun and swear under my breath. My hands would be clammy and my eyes would feel close to crying as the egg whites spewed out of the shell.I was never go...
The stupid list
Five hours left for the clock to turn twelve, then there will be no use for this stupid list I made three years ago. It was all a dare by my best friend who also happens to be my crush. He gave me this list of goals to achieve in order to date him, and he gave me three years to finish them.Love blinds you, and when you’re blind by love, you will do anything for the lover. Fortunately, I finished all of them but one, and trust me when I say, that it is hard to finish this goal, and I only have five hours to finish this goal.Wandering in the streets, as I reread the www.onedoor.ccgoal, and I am getting more s...