Freedom to Love

Events That Unfurled Last Night

Last night, after Andrew dropped me off at about 2:17 am, I seem to remember hopping over a puddle outside of my dorm, and being very upset that my little beeper thingy wasn’t letting me into the building.

I stood there trying and trying again and despairing that I was going to have to stay outside because my roommate was at an army something or another so she couldn’t let me in. I then was going to pull on the door handle angrily to show it who was boss. It was open. There was much rejoice.

The part was a little harder. 3 flights of stairs that have corners. I ran into this cute guy I know, named Cameron. I thought “who is running around at 2:17 am” and “I hope I’m not acting quite as drunk as I feel” and then I giggled as I followed him up the stairs.

When I got back to my room, I looked at the sent messages on my phone and realized that I few of them got sent to the wrong recipient, and they were probably very confused.

And that’s what I recall happening last night.