Someone's Been Sleeping In My Bed..
Wow...never underestimate the potential for absolute ridiculousness in college dorms. See, silly me, I thought it was safe to drift off to sleep last night around 2am without locking my door. It was a Tuesday night, and from the noise being made on the quad it seemed that most everyone had cleared out of the bars a while before. Now, usually we lock our doors, just in case a random drunk decides to show up at 3 and use your computer chair as his or her own personal toilet (believe me, it happens). But, providentially, on this particular Tuesday night, I forgot to lock up.
Here's my story: So I am sleeping in my bed, minding my own business, when around 7am I feel feet in my face, kicking me. Now anyone who knows me knows I HATE feet, so this caused me some alarm, but not so much as when in my half-sleeping state I realized that there is not supposed to be another person in my bed with me. So naturally, I wake up, and try to get my bearings, and I see a girl just passed out sleeping with her head at the foot of my bed. After trying to shake her awake but only succeeding in getting her to stroke my hand lovingly in the process with her eyes still closed, I knew that I would have to enlist some help, so I yell to my roommate on the bunk above me "Megan! Wake up! There's somebody in my bed!" So she comes down from the top bunk to help me and finally we get her up, and she starts saying "I'm sorry I'm sorry!" and hugging me, clearly wreaking of alcohol, and we keep trying to get her to leave, offering to take her to her room, and finally after trying desperately, and failing, to find her shoes, she left, and all Megan and I could do was stare at each other and ask ourselves, "Did that seriously just happen?" Come to find out she was last seen roaming the halls at 5, which means she could have been in my bed with me for 2 hours before I noticed. Very strange.
I love college. It is only here that such a strange happening could be a typical event. Oh, and on top of that, last night I met Dustin Diamond (Screech) from Saved By the Bell, and he tells VERY DIRTY JOKES. This one is going down in history as the most random Tuesday of my life.
Later, kids,
~me
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Here's my story: So I am sleeping in my bed, minding my own business, when around 7am I feel feet in my face, kicking me. Now anyone who knows me knows I HATE feet, so this caused me some alarm, but not so much as when in my half-sleeping state I realized that there is not supposed to be another person in my bed with me. So naturally, I wake up, and try to get my bearings, and I see a girl just passed out sleeping with her head at the foot of my bed. After trying to shake her awake but only succeeding in getting her to stroke my hand lovingly in the process with her eyes still closed, I knew that I would have to enlist some help, so I yell to my roommate on the bunk above me "Megan! Wake up! There's somebody in my bed!" So she comes down from the top bunk to help me and finally we get her up, and she starts saying "I'm sorry I'm sorry!" and hugging me, clearly wreaking of alcohol, and we keep trying to get her to leave, offering to take her to her room, and finally after trying desperately, and failing, to find her shoes, she left, and all Megan and I could do was stare at each other and ask ourselves, "Did that seriously just happen?" Come to find out she was last seen roaming the halls at 5, which means she could have been in my bed with me for 2 hours before I noticed. Very strange.
I love college. It is only here that such a strange happening could be a typical event. Oh, and on top of that, last night I met Dustin Diamond (Screech) from Saved By the Bell, and he tells VERY DIRTY JOKES. This one is going down in history as the most random Tuesday of my life.
Later, kids,
~me