Mushroom Madness

     The weirdest thing happened to me today. I wake up early in the morning to exercise, and I really needed to go to the bathroom. I come in and I see this thing standing on the blue mat on the floor. With sleep still in my eyes, I couldn't tell what it was. Then I realized:

    

It was a mushroom.

     Can you believe it? A creepy, brown mushroom popped up overnight. And that's not the end of it. I saw more spores on more blank spots on the mat, and it's a relatively big mat. You know what that means? It means:

More mushrooms are coming.

     It's so... weird! I understand how it happened, though. We seriously need a shower curtain... I can't believe we're going to have our own mushroom farm... in our bathroom!

It's All in the Abused Jacket Pocket

     Tonight, my cousin and her friends and I got started on some early trick-or-treating. Honestly, I didn't think we'd get anything because Halloween is tomorrow. So I didn't really bring any of those pumpkin container things, or plastic. Nothing. But it was cold, and I was wearing pajamas, so I wore my black jacket.

     Surprisingly, by then end of the night, my pockets were full and stretched out. AHAHAHAAHAHA! Child abuse... My jacket is less than a year old. I bet it dislikes me now... Oh well, it's still young. It probably won't remember. AHAHAHAAHAHAHA...

Pancakes

     After an emotionally draining day at school - dealing with the one I love, the people I hate, and the people I just don't give a damn about - at least I can go home and be confident in the fact that if I stir my pancake mix enough all the lumps will go away and the consistency will be just perfect. It's such a comfort. 

     Why can't life just be like one big bowl of pancake mix, where I can adjust the consistency just like I do at home? Well, life kind of is like a big bowl of pancake mix. But it's the kind of lazily mixed pancake mix that has lumps everywhere. Inconsistent.