When the morning comes I am all hyped up and excited. For what reason, I don’t know. That day just seems like something you should get excited about. But I am lazy and don't feel like getting up so the Dinosaur just mopes around the house eating everything up because the cabinet seems to be full of the Llamas and Pikachus. When I actually decide to go outside and start doing things I get overwhelmed by everything I am seeing. The sun hates me because the night before all I did was stare into a black pit of empty nothingness. It taunts me and I have to go find a nice dark and shady spot where the sun cannot find me. I am all like, "HA! I OWN YOU, SUN! YOU CANNOT TAUNT ME ANY LONGER!"
Animals and insects will also fill the need to make fun of me so they like to flitter and crawl around me and make wierd noises because they want to make my eardrums explode and turn into ashes. This gives me an annoying headache so I have to hurry and run away from the shade. I also have to run back inside because I don’t want the sun to make fun of my awesome vampire-ness. When I finally learn to ignore everyone who is mocking me I decide to go to a friends house. There we end up watching the simpsons with my friends dad. Then after a while, everything starts to get fuzzy and makes no sense. Then my brain decides that it is time for me to go to sleep but I don’t want to because I am in denial and think that I am fine and that I can last throughout the whole day without getting phsyco and have a brain defunction. Then I fall asleep on my friends couch and drool all over myself.
I wake up and my friend comes back into the living room. Everything goes to the beginning. The only difference is that I actually feel the tiredness and I only glomp around and stare mindlessly at the wall. My friend offers to take me home and I accept. On the way home the sun feels the need to taunt me again and I feel like I am melting into the asphalt of the road. I cower and duck and cower even more and then the animals come back but this time they are armed with bazookas and grenades. I run!
I leave my friend behind who is all wierd and confused looking and I run all the way to my house. I cannot walk anymore so I have to drag myself through the hallway with my nails clawing to the floor. I end up passing out on the floor before I make it to bed. Nobody notices that I am there and when I wake up I am filled with lots of anger and rage for no reason and am forced to take P.M.S pills because I am too emotional. The pills do no calm down my mood or irritability so I am a giant godzilla who takes down the city and after that is happy and just so satisfied that I have to reward myself with a grilled cheese.
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