Feb 12, 2007 10:59
The ghost that lives in my dorm room tried to kill me last night.
Austen saved me.
She said that I was coughing, flailing around and gasping for breath, and that it looked and sounded like I was being strangled.
I slept through it all, don't remember a thing.
All I know is Austen woke me up and handed me a water bottle, which confused me, but I was still groggy and out of breath.
She just described what happened a few minutes ago, and it kinda creeps me out.
I was probably dying and didn't even know it.
If marks show up on my neck, I'm gunna freak out.
If I turn up dead, it was the ghost.
Have I mentioned I love my roomie lately?
must've pissed it off