The time at the tone is: 4:12am.
Half an hour ago, I was awaken by spurts of laughter and pounding.
I thought it was tipsy people at the bar across the street, but the more I listened, I realized it was coming from down the hall. Worst case scenarios went through my mind - maybe some of our own students were returning to the dorm drunk...
Not the case, thankfully.
With itchy eyes, bed-hair, my glasses, and GFU sweats, I stumbled into the hallway.
Five students were watching some fancy skater tricks on tv at a loud level.
Five other students were seated on the floor in the hallway, rolling on the ground with laughter. ROFLOL literally.
They saw me and immediately pointed fingers.
"Wow, I'm impressed that you just walked out here with a smile on your face."
"It's not like she's angry with us, she'll just tell us to be quiet."
I didn't have to say much, except that it was 3:40AM and it was much too early/late for me to be awake. The apologized (not as profusely as I would have hoped, considering that I'm still awake).
On my way back to my apartment, I paused to turn the tv down.
"Oh, poor Elizabeth" I heard.
On the positive side, the students were not intoxicated and they were clearly enjoying each other.
But really. Why are you still awake???
*sigh.* Freshmen.
What is even more astounding? IIII am still awake!!! Good grief.
1 comment:
oh man. good memories... as a freshman, i don't think i ever really slept... in fact, i could always tell what time it was by the sound of the bird outside my window... whenever it started to sing... well... it would be about 5 am.
i remember debating whether or not to stay up a little longer to catch breakfast... then i'd sleep till 5pm and freak out because i thought it was sunday and i hadn't done any homework.
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