~Alllllllllll byyyyyy myyyyyyyseeeelffffffff….
I didn’t even see my roommate leave this morning! We didn’t even say goodbye. =[ But I suspect that she was probably in a rush from not waking up on time and was in danger of being late for her flight or something because she left her socks in the shower and a whole bunch of garbage left for me to take care of………..lol……..she didn’t check off the dorm checklist or sign her name and she didn’t clear all her drawers and she left her towel and underwear and a comb and a lamp…….definitely amusing for me…
And I can’t believe that even though I live so close, I didn’t think to slowly transfer my clothes back home week by week or something so that I wouldn’t be stuck trying to deal with this mountain of a mess. SOCKS!!!!! WHY DO I HAVE SO MANY SOCKS?!?!?!!?! JFC.
Ahhhh…the sweet irritating sound of a blaring, eardrum-bursting fire alarm ringing after 10pm. It’s like we’ve come full circle from the fire drill at the beginning of the year.
As a whole building of students filed out of their rooms, out of Christian Hall, and crossed the street to the safe zone, we all became united under the same sense of irritation, disbelief, and confusion.
“Seriously?! The last day, right before we have to move out???”
“I just think someone pulled the fire alarm to be an asshole.”
As with the first fire drill, someone came out with a towel wrapped around their head and bare feet. Ahh the lucky ones who were in the middle of showering. She was greeted with a hug and an, “Omg I’m sooo sorry!”
“Hahaha, you brought your laptop?!”
From the glass-paned walls of Christian Hall, you could see people slowly going down the stairs from the top floors to the lobby.
“Look at _________, she’s just looking out the window at us. She’s not even gonna come down huh. Okay you can just stay inside and die.”
“Oh she’s coming down in the elevator. I used the elevator too. I was just like ‘what is this noise? I don’t understand it’ and went in.”
“We were seriously contemplating whether to stay inside and wait it out or not.”
“I was in the middle of something. It was crunch time!…” Some people still have finals tomorrow.
Then a firetruck came.
“Is there even a real fire?”
And then a second one, much longer and equipped with a ladder.
“We get TWO firetrucks?”
“Ooooh shit just got real.”
Meanwhile, among all this chatter, I was standing with my two suitemates, one in her pajamas shorts. “Hey do you guys want to get guava juice?”
“I don’t have money.”
“It’s okay, I got you guys.”
And thus we walked down the street and chatted and got our juice.
We didn’t find out why the fire alarm went off, but oh well.
|me:||bumps into mannequin in a shop|
Cross mah fingers. The final worth 40% tmr is kind of scary…