You know, I've never really liked seagulls or really big birds, they just scare the hell out of me, the way they just screech at me... yeah no thanks,but today, I think I really hate seagulls.
My day started off normally, got dressed made some lovely tea, then me, my mum and Sol decided to go walk to the shops and get some groceries (yay food). We walked out into the terrifying world of the outdoors which could send any teenager inside, fresh cold air? psh why would I need that, im perfectly fine with my stuffy bedroom air.
So we walked (uuhhgggg) about 5 minutes, I was in my own world talking to sol and when I felt this weight hit my pony tail. YUP we all know whats going to happen. I let out a scream as I felt another hit to my leg, I looked town and screamed again... I GOT SHAT ON BY A SEAGULL.
I squirmed in disgust because I mean, its poop no matter how you look at it, and the fact that it was in my hair made me want to gag. Sol walked me home and I ran upstairs the our bathroom trying my best to take off my hair tie. You know whats really gross? bird poop... why? CUZ IT SMELLS AWFUL. I looked at the mirror and honestly, the smell and situation alone made me want to cry (ah yes over emotinal me has come again). But hey that all finished once I washed my hair in the shower with almost half a bottle of shampoo.
So the meaning of this story was... Seagulls are evil little shits I hate them and their poop smells awful...