Giggles

It was an a normal hot day in California, the sun was shinning warm, and bright, the kids in my school were all having fun playing basketball, going in and out of the lunchroom, or sitting in groups chatting out on the field. I was seated at a table outside, which was right next to a square wall which on the inside contained dumpsters and other things like that. The chairs that were outside had a metal “thing” to cover it. It was basically just a metal pallet held up by small square pillars on each

to be kept quiet, according to the teacher grading test papers, the clicks of his pen out of rhythm with the drumming digits of his class). Bored, one boy takes the ever infamous “selfie”. “Dude,” a classmate next to him speaks up, having a small giggle, “that’s really gay.” How could you interpret these words? Perhaps the camera-loving male was offended, or maybe he laughed along with him. Maybe the teasing schoolmate was his friend, and knew he meant no harm. Maybe the phrase still hurt the boy

hands he started thrashing, as if it would help him. He looked straight at me with eyes that were wild and hateful. I only projected a grin. "YOU. Why am I here??" So typical. "Can't you ask something different", I asked between uncontrollable giggles. Straightening my face and clearing my throat I simply said, "I have a question, could you help me answer it? Like he had a choice in the matter. He just stared at me with bewilderment like I had dragged him here just to ask a

are many different levels to the emotion ‘happiness.’ In the article, “The ‘Giggle Factor’ Is Gone” by Douglas Todd and the Ted Talk, “The Habits of Happiness” by Matthieu Ricard, the nature of happiness is explored. Both Todd and Ricard agree that happiness is not created out of nothing; however, each author suggests that happiness is defined as a measurement of different fulfilling things in one’s life. In “The ‘Giggle Factor’ Is Gone”, the main character of Todd’s article is John Helliwell, who

is really loose, and my dad said he’s going to be pulling it out tonight when I’m sleeping. But how am I supposed to sleep, knowing this? I blindly grapple around my bed, searching for Mr. Giggles and my baby blanket. My hand closes around a small leg, and I pull Mr. Giggles into a tight embrace. With Mr. Giggles in my arms, I wrap myself into my blanket. The warmth of my blanket makes me feel drowsy, but I force my eyes to stay wide open. I have to stay up all night and brace myself; I cannot fall

neighbors esteem a great deal in my life since they are the general population that bolster me. The accompanying are the courses in which connections intend to me. The benevolent relationship is the one related with your companion. My companion makes me giggle a great deal since she has a clever look, she is the one that takes my side when I am in a battle, he is the one that I can 't consider with in light of the fact that the two of us cannot quit talking or even quit tattling about the new kid that stinks

so much trouble! Giggles: Will you calm down I know what I’m doing. We’re just going to walk in, light the place on fire and leave. Snowflake: LIGHT THE PLACE ON FIRE? You said we were going to get revenge! You never said that we were going to kill him. Giggles: It was implied. Snowflake: No it wasn’t! I need to leave! I will warn him and you’ll be kicked out of the North Pole! Giggles: You’re not going to tell. Snowflake: Yes I will. Giggles: Nope. Snowflake: I said yes! Giggles: I said no. Snowflake:

Oh no not you (giggles), I am doing ok I guess, my bus driver told me that he has official dropped me off never to return. Nope, maybe he is going to Mars. Well I could borrow one of your concentrators that should work right (Giggles). Pretty good I have a cough, that gunk’s up the works. I kicked my wheel chair, so now I have a bruise the size of Montana, with a cut. They took my Coumadin lab and it was high, so now the cut on my leg won’t stop bleeding. My favorite nurse is out

Mi Vida Loca Mi Vida Loca means “my crazy life (as a girl).” The movie documents the phenomenon of female gangs in the early nineties in Los Angeles. It is written and directed by Allison Anders, who grew up in Los Angeles and went to UCLA. She uses personal experiences to help influence her story writing. In Echo Park, a group of young Mexican-Americans show what it means to live in the inner city. The film looks at gang lifestyle from a woman’s point of view to uncover relationships, conflicts

every second of the screening so much so that he continues to giggle. The TSA agent detects metal on the Pillsbury doughboy. The Pillsbury doughboy happily gives his roller-pin to another TSA agent as he giggles and throws his arms up in the position to be rescanned. The TSA agent is completly annoyed and the Pillsbury doughboy promised the TSA agent he would “get it together” if scanned again but the Pillsbury doughboy continues to giggle even more while being scanned. The Pillsbury doughboy is finally