Lack of filter....

Yesterday:

When walking home from the testing center I encountered a guy who had a strikingly weird look on his face. I failed to notice that my brain was so strongly attached to my mouth until I said "Wow, you must have been slapped with the stupid stick on both cheeks!" The guy mentally came back to earth and asked "What?"
I quickly retracted my word vomit by stating " I didn't say anything..." and hurried away.

Today:

While in an anthropology group meeting, the only guy in our group exclaimed, "Wait! It just disappeared!"
To which I replied, "That is the point of pressing delete."
His cheeks flushed a bright shade of red as he realized the stupidity of his remark.
I sat quietly, slightly ashamed of my rude remark.
The rest of my group turned different shades of red, while laughing at the previously mentioned exchange.

Scared Sh!#less

So, I was walking home from campus at 9:22 pm. It was pitch black... and in the past I had a wonderful accident that left me night blind..... Anyways, back to the spooky tale.
When walking home alone, in the dark, I am acutely aware that I am a girl and, therefore, seemingly easy prey. So I act responsibly. While singing along to my ipod at the top of my lungs, I constantly check my surroundings to ensure that I am not being followed, or about to walk into an ambush of some sort. I walked by the stadium, and on the north end, took the small path between the stadium and three pine trees. To the left of that path, there is a concrete wall that, at night, seems so long and dark that it must be an entrance into the underworld. While walking through the path I suddenly noticed a dark figure rushing towards me on my left side. As my heart seemingly stopped beating, I, being startled yelled an unacceptable curse word and began to run away fromthe figure.

I then realized that the dark entity was not one of Satan's minions, but my own shadow, who was rushing to catch up with me. Apparently she is afraid of the dark as well...