Tricky peas.

These are peas.
They are bright, beautiful, bold, green peas. And you know what? I don't like peas. I had them for dinner tonight, and everytime my mom asks if I want peas (completely beside the point that she'll give them to me regardless of what I tell her) I say yes, thinking that maybe this time, I will like them. But no, I won't. I've decided that its when you pop one pea in your mouth and split that...Pea-skin, if you will, that makes me want to like them so bad. So tonight, I take a nice full spoonful of them, with such a huge anticipation that today will be the day that I will eat them, and like them. And its not. Once again. Then, after that first bite, I just think; "hey maybe that first bite was just a bad one.." So I have another, and another. Until their gone- thoroughly disappointed in each and everyone of them.

>>Edit
4:00 pm-
mom: hey you ate all of your peas!
me: [disgruntled tone] psh..yes.
mom: want to take a picture so you can show all the internet people that you ate them?
me: no mom.

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ahh! new blog. so exciting.
just so you all dont think im off the deep end somewhere, hanging with those fish that actually have lightbulbs in them (which are pretty damn cool if i do say so myself)....
my favorite word is loaf, hense the address. and banana isnt a favorite..its just a really cool word. muffin is my second favorite..which i have taken to as my alias along with the universal sign for confusion: ?.
yess.
and while i was stressing out about what to title this blog, i was blankly gazing at a pair of ugly blue scissors, thinking about what a fabulous noise scissors make when you use them.
so maybe i am off the deep end.
you be the judge.
meanwhile i'll use a fish as my reading light.