Path to nowhere

1/10/14

"How can you do that?" Colton asked as I swiftly moved my hands over the worn out Xbox controller. My fingers were not attached to the rest of my body while I was demolishing Colton's high score on a fighter game. How do I do this? It is natural I don't really think hard, but when Colton plays the games he has beads of sweat on his temple from concentration. I answer Colton's question with a smirk, "I'm just naturally gifted with the talent of fighting in alleys." A grin grows on his face as he responds with a punch at my arm, "Ah yes, Hawkie L. is utterly, no completely an expert in gang fighting. On the Xbox of course." I glare at him as my character throws a low punch.

Hawkie was who I was in second grade. I went everywhere with my cape and potato. Hawkie, otherwise known as the freak in house 118, annihilated her enemy (the Kraken) with a fresh potato that would make the Kraken tremble from the brownness. My life was a freaking freak show! Fortunately I grew out of my "Hawkie stage" at age 9, a whole 2 years after it started. Colton (who is about the only person who remembers it) hasn't let me live Hawkie down. My fantastic ( spoken with sarcasm) nickname is one of the myriad of pet peeves I have. People are just so d*** annoying. Everyone has to be perfect in this society of egocentric humans who only care about personal gain. That's just my dimwitted approach at this blessed (I really like sarcasm) world we are obviously all grateful for. Don't go thinking that I am against all of earth and am a sadistic moron. I do enjoy life, but not some aspects.

Malarie Jameson for example. She is the peanut butter to my turkey sandwich. They don't fit. Well, at least I don't eat my turkey on rye with a chunky Jiff dip. I have always hated the name Malarie. Mal means bad ex. Malignant- the bad dangerous cancer

Malnutrition- the (key word) bad habits one would have with their diet or health. Malarie is not my enemy because why even have an enemy it's just plain stupid. If I were to speak to a random stranger on the street and say, "I have to beat my arch nemesis in wearing the best outfit today, mwahagaha!" while rubbing my hands manically together, then I would get some eyebrow raises.