Braaaaaaiiiinnnnnss

It's official. The zombie apocalypse is coming.

Thats what I decided today anyways during photography. How else do you explain all this crazy shit thats happening in the world. First an earthquake in Haiti. Then a bunch of fish die. Wham bam Japan is a messed up with a tsunami. The only reasonable explanation is an impending zombie outbreak. I'm convinced that it will start at my college too. Wartburg is a pretty small place, so I know quite a few people.  Over the past few weeks I've come to notice that people are becoming sick. (I know you're saying "Gabi, they just have the flu, it's that time of the year.") Well, you want to know my thoughts? The first stage is denial. If you aren't going to be prepared for people trying to eat you alive, then that's your problem. I tried to warn you. Even I've noticed the effects (I'm starting to turn into one, but I got antibiotics, so I'll be fine).

So during photography we had a short break, I walked upstairs to get a drink, and I run into a classmate. But he doesn't seem right. His mouth is somewhat slack-jawed, eyes glazed over, and staggering about. First stage zombie for sure. Called it as soon as I saw it. I wont be surprised when I start hearing a call for brains soon. And not in the way of a academic student who could be termed at a "brain," but for straight up brains. Like the stuff in your skull.

So prepare yourself. Hide your kids, hide your wife. Grab your powdered food (you do have that stocked, right? I mean COME ON, everyone has powdered food nowadays) and load up your sawed off shot gun. Zombie season is close upon us.

Disclaimer: I don't believe zombies are actually coming. But if they were I'm TOTALLY prepared. I've seen so many zombie movies that survival will basically be second nature to me. And it's not like I have a survival guide either in case of a zombie war/apocalypse...........

Zombies from 1776

So here I am..hanging out with a bunch of my friends, driving around town. What town, I'm not sure but regardless we're driving. We decide to stop out at this HUGE farm mansion and have a party. We're all having a good time, some of us playing video games, others of us swimming in this pool. As I'm swimming, I look off into the distance and notice a larger group of people heading towards us. Thinking its just some neighbors of the house we're at, I blow it off. Soon enough I realize, these aren't neighbors. They are zombies. And not only are they zombies. They are zombies from the British Army. Yeah, red coats and everything. Needless to say, I'm Uber confused. All of a sudden they start talking to us, like it's completely normal. So we all go with it. Partying with zombies, not a big deal. Anyways, I'm talking to one of the zombies, and one of the girl zombies that came with them start staggering towards me with the whole "brains, brain" schpeel. I decide that I need to push her down. The zombie guys didn't like that so much. So what started out as good, turns bad, fast, and next thing I know I'm sneaking around the mansion trying to save my friends. Except as I get them all out, they proceed to leave me behind. Great friends huh? So here I am, running across farm land in the middle of nowhere. Just as I think I've escaped the Brits, BAM! I'm surrounded. Awesome. And right as they are about to attack...

I wake up. and say.."What did I eat last night?"