Peanut Butter Puffs

I heard the faint high pitched beeping of my alarm clock as I opened my sleep covered eyes. I attempted to roll out from under my covers but immediately retreated as I felt the chilly spring air touch my skin. While I was mustering up the motivation to get out of bed, I glanced at my alarm clock. “11:00 AM” it read in boxy, glowing numbers. Had I really slept in that long? I finally rose from my bed, traveling down the stairs to make myself some breakfast. “Hi, girl!” I greeted my dog where she was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. I smiled to myself as I turned on some music, opened the fridge to retrieve some eggs, and turned on the stove. It felt like a fine Saturday morning until I remembered that I had a lacrosse game later

The first thing to do is to apply your foundation. You can apply the foundation with your fingers if you wish or use a damp makeup sponge. One tip is to do what the pros do and use a foundation brush. Use concealer to cover up any imperfections of the skin such as dark undereye circles and blemishes. For this look, apply foundation even to your lips so that there is a nude base for your liner and lipstick. Set your base with a liberal dusting of powder. The look should be matte, not dewy. Next,

I got to my apartment and had a huge headache. I shouldn’t have drank that much well off to sleep for me. I did my homework at the library earlier so I don’t need to do that. This is the one week I do it anyway. I yawn once more and climb into my dark bed sheets.I snuggle underneath and drift off to sleep. If only I knew someone was watching me the whole day. I woke up the next day, showered, and brushed my hair for the weekend. I love weekends, no school and no worries. I closed the curtains of my bay window so the whole room would be dark and went down stairs to the burning smell of pancakes. Uck… I hate pancakes.

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You shoot up from your warm bed. You rub the sleep from your eyes and glance at the clock, which strikes 6:10. It seems as though your heart skips a beat. The cozy blankets try to keep you enthralled in their warm grasp as you jump from their reach. The bus to Buffalo leaves in twenty minutes and you should’ve woken up an hour ago. You frantically toss on your oversized sweatshirt and leggings and race to the kitchen, in hope that you have time to sneak a quick bite to eat. As you run in, you see that your mother has made you two slices of toast, crisp and crunchy, spread with a thick layer of creamy, melted butter. While running around the house, munching on the perfectly toasted bread, you quick grab your swimsuit and bag, which

I woke up on the very edge of my bed my blankets tossed on the floor and my head buried into a pillow. I groaned as I pushed myself off the bed picking up the blankets and laying them on the mattress. I stretched my arms and yawned as I walked over to my bathroom and twisting the knobs trying to find a perfect temperature.

Start by shaping your face using the technique called highlighting and contouring. Highlighting and contouring is optional, however, you will notice dramatic results. Next, add a bronzer to create warmth and give you a natural tan glow. Then use a blush brush to apply blush to the apples of your cheeks.

The sun was kissing the horizon; the day was just beginning, and the sweet sounds of the birds morning sound had awakened me. I was sitting in the same spot I do day after day, happy and well rested. I awoke from my peaceful slumber with a large, clanging chime that echoed off the walls and the roof. The sounds of footsteps stomped down the stairs, and there, as always, was Todd. And as he always does, he shuffled his way to the kitchen and turned on the coffee. Finally, as the aroma of burnt coffee grounds filled the air, a new day had begun.

Once I got the last of the knots out of my hair, I walked back to my room to get dressed. Back in my room, I picked out an outfit consisting of a pair of jeans and a crimson red hoodie and pulled it on. It wasn’t long before my robotically performed morning ritual brought me to the kitchen for breakfast. After a quick search of the kitchen to decide what to eat for breakfast, I chose a strawberry flavored breakfast bar and took a bite of it as I turned on the TV to watch the news.

I groaned at the incessant beeping of my alarm clock, rolling over to search for the snooze. I had stayed up until midnight the previous night with an engrossing book, and I was by no means ready to get up now.

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ready. I always had to count to three to get out of bed I never was able to just jump out of bed. Finally I got up and realized it was a lot colder than when I was under my silky smooth sheets and electric blanket. I quickly ran to the shower and jumped in. It felt so nice and warm I didn't ever want to get out but I knew that I would be late if I didn't. I got out and got dressed quickly to trap in as much heat as I could. I headed downstairs to start making breakfast. I looked in the freezer for some waffles but there weren't any in there. “Crap!” I exclaimed.

Before you even touch that sponge to your face, make sure your face is rid of that yucky morning eye matter; better known as “eye boogers.” If you apply make-up with to gunk, you might as well join the freakin’ circus or stand on that corner with your thumb sticking up, looking for a good time. If there is one thing

As I kick off my frosty pumps, a rush of warmth enwraps me and leads me to my father’s childhood bedroom to change into my comfy Christmas pajamas. I quickly hang up my outfit from Church and scurry down the hallway into the family room. While my father and

　　I groan loudly as I slap my palm on the off button and make my way out of the bed. I’m so tired that I feel like I’m about to fall out on my carpet at any moment now. The feeling makes me want to just jump back in my bed and sleep until noon, or maybe falling on my carpet does not seem too bad because it is soft and comfortable, but I just feel like there’s a reason I set that damn alarm. I mean, I wouldn’t do something stupid like that unless there was a good reason. I just can’t remember what it is.