I lived in AZ for almost 2 years. I LOVED the 3 days we got where the skies were stormy like this. The contrast is just surreal. I actually took all 3 days off to enjoy it. Haha 3 stormy days - that's all we got those 2 years.

I was a very quiet kid in elementary school. My grades weren't great to begin with, but one day my teacher called my home before I got there and said I was screwing around in class, talking too much, passing notes, and all around being disruptive. Well, she had called the wrong phone number because I knew exactly which kid she was talking about and it sure as hell wasn't me. Didn't matter though, I got home not expecting anything because I didn't do anything wrong and was met with the full wrath and fury of my dad flipping his shit over my grades "and now this". Then I got in trouble for lying because they didn't believe me when I said the idiot teacher must have dialed the wrong number. All they had to do was call her back, but nope.

Eh, lots of shapes, colors, the clouds looked like lions, etc. The tile floor in our dormitory really screwed with my head, I damn near couldn't walk on it. Finally I crawled on the floor laughing my ass off. Thankfully nobody was around. Whole thing ended with me puking, which caused me to sober up pretty fast somehow.