OppositesWe were like oil and water
Never to fully mixed, but coexisted well.She was the oil, always afloat in whatever she did, while I was the water, insignificant and plain.She was slippery and sly in argument, bold when she spoke, and compassionate to who she spoke to. I was the opposite with my furthest wish being to become invisible to any teacher seeking the answer to a question.She belonged in the Olympics and Harvard at the same time, while I was content to attend a two year college.She was the complex mixture of a brownie while I was just the sprinkles you put on top.Together we were whole
We complimented the best things about the other person.And most of all
We were likeoil and water.
ArgumentI told you this wasnt the right way! She scolded, pointing angrily to a spot on the map laid out in front of her.You didnt say anything of the sort, he responded coolly. Besides, its impossible to know which way were going with this rain. As he spoke the rain pounded on the car roof as if to demonstrate this further.We should have stopped for directions, She shot back stiffly, forcing the map back into a semi-folded condition. For all we know we could be headed straight for the lake!For gods sake, if we were headed for the lake Id know it. He answered angrily. Really, you havent got any faith in my driving at all, do you?None at all, She agreed. Do you suppose well be late to the wedding? She added, not missing a beat. They were both dressed in formals, the woman occasionally checking her makeup to be sure it was still done nicely.
My Dog Ate My HomeworkShe asked, and I answered. It was that simple. *pause* Alright, maybe not THAT simple, but it was close. See, when I got to school I had the worst excuse in the world for where my homework was. The only problem was that it wasnt an excuse! Did my teacher believe that? Of course not.So I went to class and told her quite plainly, My dog ate my homework,. Ignoring the fit of giggles that erupted from my class, I waited for my teachers comment. She told me just as plainly that mine was the worst excuse shed ever heard. Of course I had to tell the story though
I couldnt have her thinking I was some irresponsible kid who didnt do their homework!So I was at home with my dog Fluffy. Yes, my dogs name is fluffy. Is there a problem with that? Anyway, Fluffy has a thing about eating whatever is in my left hand. She could care less whats in my right hand, but if its in my left Id better watch out. Why did I hold my homework in my left h