In my world things are much more interesting.
I discovered that my math professor really was some random person they picked up off the street and offered a job. She quickly accepted payment in the form of only cookies (a payment she increases by forcing students to bring more to her when their phone rings in class). This also explains her obsession with "wasting our money." It means nothing to her, the cookie queen scoffs at money. Dollar bills? What are they?
It's also true that my room is haunted. It's cool though, cause we are friends with Gus. He's a cool guy. Sleeps in the bathroom and holds my hairbrush... This explains why it was so cold and why both my roommate and I do odd stuff in our sleep. He's on vacation though. Backpacking in Europe.
turns out that as I was typing this, my desk actually rose up and touched the floor. That's right, it came right off of the ceiling, tore out my cable and everything. It's okay though because my feet were able to re cooperate and plug right back into the rug. No harm done
ReplyDeleteYou know I thought my dorm room was haunted once. And then I didn't cause I'm smart enough to realize the debilitating effects of Fatal Frame watching...
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