My perfect day would begin with me sleeping in until 12 o' clock. I would start the day with a nice, scalding hot, shower Next I would just lay around lazily for about an hour until I got hungry. Then I would feast upon delectable chicken quesadilla. Feeling full and ready to tackle the day, I would go out and meet my good buddy J.K. Rowling, who coincidentally has a pet unicorn named Sparkles. Not the girly kind, but the kind with black hair, an unusually sharp horn that could cut through steel, and long purple curls of doom. J.K. let me take Sparkles out for a spin. As we reached liftoff, I could already tell this was my perfect day. Oh, and did I mention Sparkles could shoot lasers? Roaming the countryside was fun, especially on a flying purple haired laser shooting unicorn of doom. But everyday has to end sometime. As we touched down, I thanked J.K. for the ride, walked home, and hit the bed. HARD.
