too embarassing not to share
So this morning I woke up around 6am and thought I smelled onions, weird. I went back to sleep but when I woke up for real at 9am I realized what the smell actually was: skunk. My whole room smelled like it. As did the rest of the house. And me. And ALL my clothes. Fucking skunk burrowed under the foundation, must have been living there (and in heat no less, because we heard it squeal a week ago) and gotten spooked.
I get to my first class and people THREE ROWS DOWN were commenting on how they smelled skunk. I was that girl, ugh. Same thing happens in my next class, except it was more as we were filing out of the aud people walking behind me were like, woah do you smell that, it's like I walked right into it! Great. At that point I just started telling everyone I knew, look I'm sorry I smell but my house got skunked last night. I understand if you don't want to sit next to me. Apparently Megan had a bit of the same problem I did, but nowhere to the same extent. My room definitely got the worst of it. Gah. What did I do to deserve this?
Last night Keri, Colleen and I sang I Love Rock N Roll, but I thought we did good... :\
I get to my first class and people THREE ROWS DOWN were commenting on how they smelled skunk. I was that girl, ugh. Same thing happens in my next class, except it was more as we were filing out of the aud people walking behind me were like, woah do you smell that, it's like I walked right into it! Great. At that point I just started telling everyone I knew, look I'm sorry I smell but my house got skunked last night. I understand if you don't want to sit next to me. Apparently Megan had a bit of the same problem I did, but nowhere to the same extent. My room definitely got the worst of it. Gah. What did I do to deserve this?
Last night Keri, Colleen and I sang I Love Rock N Roll, but I thought we did good... :\