Oh yeah, its dream time. I was getting up for school and school started at 7 am. SpongeBob came on at 7:01. So I left my house one minute late for school just so I could get a glimpse of SpongeBob. My mother was like Kevin youre late and I said something along the lines of but I wanted to watch my favorite yellow friend. I walk outside in an old t-shirt I hadnt worn since 7th grade and bird poop hits my shoulder. I turn around and its like a scene from the Alfred Hitchcock movie The Birds. Thousands of them on top of the house. However, they all had their tails up and butts facing me. I start running but it was futile as a hailstorm of bird excrement pounds me in the back like bullets at Normandy. And then, my alarm clock goes off... At 3:30. This is the earliest Ive ever been up in my life. Work at 5 am to remove snow. I think the moral of the dream is... SpongeBob takes priority over any schooling I ever did, and metaphorically, this weather is taking a huge shit on me.
Posted on: Mon, 03 Mar 2014 10:20:33 +0000
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