Molds,germs and 80-year-olding

The Mold of Life

When you learn that there are actual living organisms that thrive in your "eyes", you know you're in for a whole lot of trouble. This is what I found one hot afternoon day when I found some sort of molds growing in the back of the part of your glasses wherein it supports your nose (yup,those kind of eyes). It was horror and the sight of those green monsters led me to believe that if life can thrive right under your very eyes, it can certainly thrive in Mars...and beyond.

"How did those molds get there?", that's the million simoleon question. I've been wondering about it over in my head since the day I learned that dreadful moment of sad epifany.Could it have come from ancient bacteria that have remained dormant but suddenly became active due to the hot summer months? Or maybe...it's a kind of species that grows in domestic and mundane stuff!gasp!Call the police and stop the press!

Then again, due to the excess oil that comes with what scientists called adolescence plus the fact that, I also sweat like any other human being (plus other factors), molds might be a by-product of nearsightedness and wearing glasses.The sad realities of life....I hope it's just some plastic turning green (I also hope that I can talk to squirrels!). Oh, my sis has blue mold. Why can't I have a its-not-so-obvious-mold-color?Then again, if I make my glasses soaked in alcohol for 5 hours for 1 month,hmm...we might be getting somewhere.

The Germ Continues

"Retainers are infested with germs?!?" I asked my sister over and over again (my head too). It doesn't take a Ph.D. to know that dental affixes in your mouth can accumulate A LOT of unwanted bacteria due to saliva, food,umm...lack of saliva aka bad breath and I'm sure a whoooole lot more.So I was just playing dumb and defensive or just in a plain state of denial when I heard the fact. That's why the incidence of me leaving it behind anywhere has considerably lowered due to my paranoia of others catching a disease due to some germs in my retainers.And the fact that getting a saliva-dripping, wet and sticky something out of your mouth for the whole world to see is the equivalent of getting an overchewed bubblegum out of your mouth and aiming it to the mouth of your friend and getting it back using your feet. Uhuh... I said it...uhmm..hm.

The Day of Forgetting

I got out of my parents room to find out where in the world my retainers and glasses are.Minutes after I fear that I have Alzheimers, I notice something really weeeeeird.I checked my mouth and sure enough, my retainers were wedged firmly in place on my teeth.Bang....so that's where my retainers are,right inside my mouth!And I realized that I was already using my glasses all along!In fact, they were there guiding my eyes the whole time.Good grief.I'm only 14 years old and I don't realize that I'm actually using what I'm searching for. I had to sit down and frown for awhile before convincing myself that I'm not an 80-year-old man trapped inside a highschool boy. But then...

Me: Pol (my sis), where's that very thick dictionary?

Pol: Right below your feet.

Reality set in.I placed it there awhile ago.

I am sooo dead.And I sooooo need memory classes.