Mixin'

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My mom judges me. It is rough. It is a rough life I live. She judges me....Because I mix cereals. I know, I know, I should be burned, stoned, whatever you people want to do with me! I don't do it often. Normally it is when it is the last bit of cereal and there wasn't enough for a satisfying bowl. I could be a normal person and eat that bowl and find something else to eat, maybe just grab a banana or something. But, do you really expect me to be normal? Because, honey, if you think I am normal, Hi nice to meet you, I'm Felicia. I'm far from normal. But yes, I mix cereals to get a nice bowl and this mornings wasn't even that weird of a mixing! OH I have done some weird mixes like reeses cereal with fruit loops. Don't judge me, I feel that cringe on your face. It was like a peanut butter and fruit sandwich. It wasn't that bad. This morning's mixing was a bowl of bran flakes with raisins (don't judge me on my raisins either, I know how some of you don't like them. Well some of you like green beans and cooked carrots, so nehhh) and it was the last little bit and so I mixed in some honey bunches of oats with almonds which is my favorite cereal. See it wasn't that weird! My mom thought it was weird, but she thinks I'm weird and I'm like, you created my existence so thank you for letting my weirdom develop. So mix'a mix'a mix'a pour'a pour'a pour's now we have some odd cereal!