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Well. I should be studying for my ISB final tomorrow. And i should be revising my 12 page WRA paper. And i should be rewriting my entire 12 page WRA paper so that it actually, you know, sounds like english. But thats besides the point. The point of this particular entry is Skittles.
Yeah. Skittles. The candy. You know, the sweet little round pieces of fruity greatness that just explode on your tounge with practically orgasming sensations? No? Never felt that? Well, that's besides the point as well.
I had a bag of these Skittles today. It was early this morning. Early being 12 noon in my world. And i was sitting at this very laptop. In this very chair. Wearing the same aqua blue tank top that belongs to my lovely Rashi. And i was sitting here, attempting to type about The Great Famine that caused many Irish folk to back their bags, wave to goodbye to the old country and a yell a "yee haw" in the direction of America (the focus of the aforementioned 12 pg paper), anyway, i was sitting racking my brain on ways to stretch my ideas to the required length of the paper when i looked in my hand. My hand holding the Skittles, that is.
I had, in my hand, 5 red Skittles, 3 green Skittles and 1, yes 1, single purple Skittle.
Now, stay with me here.
So i analyzed this, like i do many things, and declared "Yes! Its going to be a wonderful Christmas for me!". My reason being as follows:
The red and green Skittles most clearly represent the current Christmas Season. I mean, the green Skittles were the exact greeny Christmas color, and the red Skittles were the exact redness Christmas color. Perfect.
And so heres where the purple Skittle comes in. Im one of the few individuals of the nation, scratch that, the world that actually finds things that are grape flavored to be excitingly delish. You know, lollipops, Now & Laters, gum balls, you name it. If its grape, i'll eat it. Anyway, I felt at that very moment, sitting in Rashi's aqua tank top at this very computer that that Skittle did, in fact, represent me.
And therefore my conclusion! My Christmas will be wonderful. "But couldnt it mean that your Christmas will suck horribly, and not only will you curse the birth of Christ for the rest of your life, but you'll never have the sensual taste of the unworldly great Skittles that you love and adore?" you may be thinking (and i know you are. those exact words, too). And you know what? The only response i have to that is that im a "my glass is half full" kinda gal.
And thats that.
Merry Christmas. In a few days.
Oh, and im home for about 7 years (give or take)
so if you want to hang out, you know what to do.
Yeah. Skittles. The candy. You know, the sweet little round pieces of fruity greatness that just explode on your tounge with practically orgasming sensations? No? Never felt that? Well, that's besides the point as well.
I had a bag of these Skittles today. It was early this morning. Early being 12 noon in my world. And i was sitting at this very laptop. In this very chair. Wearing the same aqua blue tank top that belongs to my lovely Rashi. And i was sitting here, attempting to type about The Great Famine that caused many Irish folk to back their bags, wave to goodbye to the old country and a yell a "yee haw" in the direction of America (the focus of the aforementioned 12 pg paper), anyway, i was sitting racking my brain on ways to stretch my ideas to the required length of the paper when i looked in my hand. My hand holding the Skittles, that is.
I had, in my hand, 5 red Skittles, 3 green Skittles and 1, yes 1, single purple Skittle.
Now, stay with me here.
So i analyzed this, like i do many things, and declared "Yes! Its going to be a wonderful Christmas for me!". My reason being as follows:
The red and green Skittles most clearly represent the current Christmas Season. I mean, the green Skittles were the exact greeny Christmas color, and the red Skittles were the exact redness Christmas color. Perfect.
And so heres where the purple Skittle comes in. Im one of the few individuals of the nation, scratch that, the world that actually finds things that are grape flavored to be excitingly delish. You know, lollipops, Now & Laters, gum balls, you name it. If its grape, i'll eat it. Anyway, I felt at that very moment, sitting in Rashi's aqua tank top at this very computer that that Skittle did, in fact, represent me.
And therefore my conclusion! My Christmas will be wonderful. "But couldnt it mean that your Christmas will suck horribly, and not only will you curse the birth of Christ for the rest of your life, but you'll never have the sensual taste of the unworldly great Skittles that you love and adore?" you may be thinking (and i know you are. those exact words, too). And you know what? The only response i have to that is that im a "my glass is half full" kinda gal.
And thats that.
Merry Christmas. In a few days.
Oh, and im home for about 7 years (give or take)
so if you want to hang out, you know what to do.