thegiraffe
09-15-2006, 01:41 AM
So I had a test today in my Developmental Psychology class. Probably a good idea to study for it, seeing as how it's my last semester and it's a major class, right? Well....
I had just gotten off work Wednesday night from a long 915-615 with infants, 3 of which are 3 months old. Long day, and I didn't sleep the night before. I eat dinner and try to study, but it's just not working. I decide to give up around 830. I guess now is a good time to explain my living situation. I live on campus in an apartment for upperclassmen. I lived here last year, and with the same people. I have the best of all worlds. So anyhow, at 830, I crack a smirnoff (yes, I am 21) and go to wash my face and take my contacts out. Mid-washing face, my roommate C was washing her hands at the sink next to me. She makes a smart remark (I can't remember it), and I took a handful of water and threw it in her direction. Judging by her shriek, I'm sure I got her pretty well. I proceed to continue washing my face off, and I feel COLD water on my head/neck/back. I throw water back in her direction, say screw it, and go out to the kitchen to finish washing my face. I couldn't find the faucet handle in the bathroom, so I left the water on (we don't pay the bill!). I misjudged the distance between me and the counter by about a foot, so I wound up getting water all down me, the cabinets, the floor, and all over the counter. My other two roommates, N and S, are dying laughing at this point because I'm sure it looked quite funny. At this point, I feel even MORE cold water dripping down me. I scream (not for the first time - it's cold!), and there's a knock on the door. I open my eyes after judging the facewash a non-threat, and we get the door. It's the RA. He looks in, I'm soaked, C is soaked, and there's water EVERYWHERE. He's like "um....what the Hell is going on in here?". We explain what's going on, and he's like "you guys are being REALLY loud". We tell him that there's no one next to us (on that side), no one below us, and the only people next to us are clear across the apartment, and their bathroom butts up to our apt. No one can hear us. He proceeds to tell us he can hear us in the hallway (we knew him from last year, and we think he was just shocked to hear that much noise coming from our apt), and we tell him that it doesn't matter, and it's not even quiet hours yet haha. Long story short, we're not in trouble, I wound up towel-whipping C with the towel I used to wipe up ALL the water (it was pretty wet), and no studying got done.
And I'm pretty sure I did pretty awesome on the test. Gotta love college life.
And no, that wasn't my first indoor waterfight. My first was my freshman year in college - maybe I'll post that later of someone asks...it's quite entertaining.
I had just gotten off work Wednesday night from a long 915-615 with infants, 3 of which are 3 months old. Long day, and I didn't sleep the night before. I eat dinner and try to study, but it's just not working. I decide to give up around 830. I guess now is a good time to explain my living situation. I live on campus in an apartment for upperclassmen. I lived here last year, and with the same people. I have the best of all worlds. So anyhow, at 830, I crack a smirnoff (yes, I am 21) and go to wash my face and take my contacts out. Mid-washing face, my roommate C was washing her hands at the sink next to me. She makes a smart remark (I can't remember it), and I took a handful of water and threw it in her direction. Judging by her shriek, I'm sure I got her pretty well. I proceed to continue washing my face off, and I feel COLD water on my head/neck/back. I throw water back in her direction, say screw it, and go out to the kitchen to finish washing my face. I couldn't find the faucet handle in the bathroom, so I left the water on (we don't pay the bill!). I misjudged the distance between me and the counter by about a foot, so I wound up getting water all down me, the cabinets, the floor, and all over the counter. My other two roommates, N and S, are dying laughing at this point because I'm sure it looked quite funny. At this point, I feel even MORE cold water dripping down me. I scream (not for the first time - it's cold!), and there's a knock on the door. I open my eyes after judging the facewash a non-threat, and we get the door. It's the RA. He looks in, I'm soaked, C is soaked, and there's water EVERYWHERE. He's like "um....what the Hell is going on in here?". We explain what's going on, and he's like "you guys are being REALLY loud". We tell him that there's no one next to us (on that side), no one below us, and the only people next to us are clear across the apartment, and their bathroom butts up to our apt. No one can hear us. He proceeds to tell us he can hear us in the hallway (we knew him from last year, and we think he was just shocked to hear that much noise coming from our apt), and we tell him that it doesn't matter, and it's not even quiet hours yet haha. Long story short, we're not in trouble, I wound up towel-whipping C with the towel I used to wipe up ALL the water (it was pretty wet), and no studying got done.
And I'm pretty sure I did pretty awesome on the test. Gotta love college life.
And no, that wasn't my first indoor waterfight. My first was my freshman year in college - maybe I'll post that later of someone asks...it's quite entertaining.