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Likes/Dislikes
Likes
Dislikes Rock Music Sharp Objects Girls Music Movies Air Pizza Chinese Food Black raspberry cheesecake Fire Lighters Knifes
Airsoft Ninja’s Hot Topic Philosophy Preps Pain Work School Homework Chores Dogs Cold Sickness Anti-war people Conservatives
Weight loss programs Shallow people Ultimate Excuse
The reason I am late (whom ever it may apply), Is due
to the fact that the electricity in my home went out, my car had a gas leak, traffic as I am sure you know was miserable,
and of course my car almost got hit by another car and while my mother was trying to avoid that one, we bumped another car,
so we had to get out and trade insurance and stuff. After that, we noticed that the car wouldn’t start (probably
more then the gas tank was broken) so we had to have the car rental company pick us up, and of course my mom couldn’t
drop me off at school until after the car was rented and then after a hour drive back from the car rental place, I finally
managed to get my way to class, even on my sprained ankle. Room Sweet Room
My
room is a center of warmth, a personal place of refuge, the dark bed and electronics in contrast to the white walls make an
almost double refuge, a sanctuary of light, and another of darkness. Only two lights, a main room light and a lamp half
hidden by the dresser. The majority of its contents organized only in a way that I understand. The room based
around the TV and gaming set up, a rather complex set up to switch between TV and video games. At the foot of my bed
a chest, clothes tossed about it and a heavy lock box on it, inside is what is most likely a good portion of video game history,
albeit a incomplete one, the consoles themselves being tucked away in my basement. The closet kind of tucked away in
the corner, mostly to keep the school uniforms within it out of my mind. The door is at a strange angle to the rest
of the room and the view from the door falls on mostly my dresser and a slight portion of the top of the bed (the majority
of which is already hidden by the dresser. ) - My Favorite Meal My favorite meal is perhaps one of the strangest
combinations of different foods and eating styles, a well as drinks. It represents me in both the way I am mature and
immature in my eating manner and what I eat. My favorite meal is medium warm pepperoni pizza and steamed beef dumplings
with Kool-aid and coffee. I like the pizza just barely warm so I can easily eat a lot of it in a short while without
burning myself, and I like home made pizza versus like Pizza Hut. I like the taste of Kool-aid with pizza and the taste
of well-sugared coffee with my steamed beef dumplings. I like to eat my dumplings with chopsticks as well, so it’s
a rather funny picture to see me switching between Kool-aid and coffee, with a slice of pizza in one hand and chopsticks around
a dumpling with teriyaki sauce dripping off of it. I deeply enjoy the taste of pepperoni and beef together, but I also
enjoy the different sensations of each across my tongue. I also find that the pizza helps the Kool-aid in taste.
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