REMINISCE

Were you ever scared of a seagull? Have you ever tried running away from one? Have you ever put on your hood because there were seagulls flying above you and you didn't want it to shit on your head? I'm sure most of us have probably experienced that. This is a rather embarrassing situation. I was walking by the park earlier and heard seagulls flying around. This caused me to remember something that had happened to my friend and I a couple of months ago.

Well, here's my story.I was walking back to school after purchasing my meal at Pizza Nova with my friend, Cory. We were eating our last slice of pizza and, since there were no garbage cans around, he decided to throw our tissue and paper bag on the ground. I'm assuming the seagulls had seen us "litter" and started flying above around us. They started making "AWWWKK"ing noises and flew closer. We got scared so we began to run. They, for some odd reason, decided to chase us (literally). We ran across the football field, when Cory decided to throw his pizza. Some of the seagulls stayed behind and fought for his slice, while others continued to chase us. I was hungry, so I held on to my slice ( I only got to take TWO bites). As we slowed down, thinking that we were safe, *PLOP* the seagull attacked. Of all people, it landed on who? Why, of course, ME.So, I had seagull poop in my hair. As soon as Cory realized this, he started laughing and couldn't stop. I was pretty pissed off so as we were walking back to our school I was complaining the WHOLE way. This made Cory laugh even harder. (Thanks again Cory for your sympathy. NOT!) I kept complaining all the way back to my school and until I got to the bathroom, where I immediately washed my hair in the sink. Girls came in and stared at me wierdly, but I could've cared less because I had poop in my hair. Well, that's my SEAGULL story, and the moral is to NEVER litter, Right? By the way, isn't that a sign of good luck for the chinese, 中"頭"獎? =/ I should've bought a lottery ticket.

This could be considered a good and bad memory. The bad part of it is pretty obvious, so no explanation needed there. As for the good part, I got to spend time with my friends and we had a great time before this tragedy happened. That day was also the day I got my cartilage peirced with my friends. =) What a day to remember!