So today I am in the middle of a nice power nap, and am rudely awakened by the fire alarm. I hurry and grab some shoes and my room key, shut my door and go outside. As I pass the second floor, I notice that there is smoke coming out of room 201. Immediately it all makes sense. Room 201 consists of 6 boys, who happen to be in my FHE family. I get outside, find the 201 boys and inquire as to what happened. I find out that Tyrell was attempting to make ramen noodles in the microwave. But left out the water. And pressed the wrong button, so they ended up being cooked for like 20 minutes or something..
Yep. That's my 'son'. I'm proud.
It only took about 5 minutes to get us back into the building this time, they actually came to the right building the first time! My confidence in my fire department has been regained.
What a cute start to a blog. I think fire alarms are the worst part of college, they always happen while your napping or aren't fully clothed. Beck of luck with your cooking and studying adventures.
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