Stupid Effing Fire Alarms
c. 2:04 A.M.
I read a mean email from a teammate about team bonding. Bah.
c. 2:05 A.M.
Effing fire alarm goes off. Finals week. Fire alarm.
c. 2:07 A.M.
Standing outside in the cold because of said fire alarm. Felt sorry for those without sweatshirts, blankets, and/or shoes.
c. 2:08 A.M.
Our area coordinator, Tracey, comes out of O'Bannon and yells at us all for being loud. Apparently, people are trying to sleep for finals.
Yeah, missed that one. Everyone in Ruston was up partying until this point. I mean, that's how it happened that the fire alarm went off, right?
c. 2:13 A.M.
Find out the "wind" in a room right next to ours set off alarm. Laugh, and question a little bit how wind sets off a fire alarm.
c. 2:17 A.M.
Return to the dorms after it was deemed nothing was actually wrong.
c. 2:22 A.M.
Amused, I started this journal entry.
c. 2:24 A.M.
Effing fire alarm goes off AGAIN.
c. 2:24 A.M. and some 30 seconds or so
Our floor, many of whom has finals, trudges out with blankets while muttering about the stupid fire alarm. (Would enter the said explitives, but I know you don't like that Kim, so I'll just say multiple F-bombs were dropped by most.)
c. 2:27 A.M.
Still outside in the cold.
c. 2:29 A.M.
Dancing around in the cold.
c. 2:31 A.M.
Nothing's wrong again?!? How is that?
Return to dorms.
c. 2:32 A.M.
Wash my face, pee, take off my sweatshirt, etc.
c. 2:37 A.M.
THE STUPID THING GOES OFF AGAIN!
c. 2:38 A.M.
My entire floor is out in the hallway complaining and joking about how it's quiet hours. Our RA is not amused by the comments made.
c. 2:39 A.M.
We find out that we can go back to bed and not worry about it. The lights are still flashing, but at least the sounds are done.
c. 2:42 A.M.
I continue this entry.
c. whatever time it is now
I go to sleep.
Stupid effing fire alarms.
I read a mean email from a teammate about team bonding. Bah.
c. 2:05 A.M.
Effing fire alarm goes off. Finals week. Fire alarm.
c. 2:07 A.M.
Standing outside in the cold because of said fire alarm. Felt sorry for those without sweatshirts, blankets, and/or shoes.
c. 2:08 A.M.
Our area coordinator, Tracey, comes out of O'Bannon and yells at us all for being loud. Apparently, people are trying to sleep for finals.
Yeah, missed that one. Everyone in Ruston was up partying until this point. I mean, that's how it happened that the fire alarm went off, right?
c. 2:13 A.M.
Find out the "wind" in a room right next to ours set off alarm. Laugh, and question a little bit how wind sets off a fire alarm.
c. 2:17 A.M.
Return to the dorms after it was deemed nothing was actually wrong.
c. 2:22 A.M.
Amused, I started this journal entry.
c. 2:24 A.M.
Effing fire alarm goes off AGAIN.
c. 2:24 A.M. and some 30 seconds or so
Our floor, many of whom has finals, trudges out with blankets while muttering about the stupid fire alarm. (Would enter the said explitives, but I know you don't like that Kim, so I'll just say multiple F-bombs were dropped by most.)
c. 2:27 A.M.
Still outside in the cold.
c. 2:29 A.M.
Dancing around in the cold.
c. 2:31 A.M.
Nothing's wrong again?!? How is that?
Return to dorms.
c. 2:32 A.M.
Wash my face, pee, take off my sweatshirt, etc.
c. 2:37 A.M.
THE STUPID THING GOES OFF AGAIN!
c. 2:38 A.M.
My entire floor is out in the hallway complaining and joking about how it's quiet hours. Our RA is not amused by the comments made.
c. 2:39 A.M.
We find out that we can go back to bed and not worry about it. The lights are still flashing, but at least the sounds are done.
c. 2:42 A.M.
I continue this entry.
c. whatever time it is now
I go to sleep.
Stupid effing fire alarms.