[In the hall outside my dorm]
“Whoa! Those are so good!”
“I know!”
“Who made them?”
“I think Aaron.”
“Dude. He needs to tell me how to make them.”
“I think he’s here”
(knock on door across the hall)
“Yeah?”
“How’d you make these?”
“They’re basically just s’mores, but in the oven instead of, like, a campfire or whatever.”
“You gotta show me how to make ‘em. They’re so good.”
“Alright. I don’t think I put enough sugar in the crust, so that’s why it’s kind of crumbly. Sorry.”
“Haha. It’s fine. I wouldn’t even know.”
“Haha…. Well… I was actually about to take a shower, so I’ll see you guys later.”
“Ok… Hey, are you going to the crew meeting tonight?”
“I don’t know. I might be hanging out with some kids from high school.”
“Alright. See ya.”
[In the Suwannee Room]
“I did actually see a fight in high school.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I actually started it. Haha”
“Haha. How?”
“I used to drive to school and one day I parked in the parking lot and I got out of my car to, like, walk to the school building, cause it was, like, across a street from the parking lot.”
“uh huh.”
“And I was, like, gonna cross the street, but I have a bad habit of only looking one way instead of both ways before I cross the street, so I didn’t see any cars coming, so I started walking and apparently someone was coming and she had to slam on the brakes and there was another car behind her and it hit her.”
“haha. Really?”
“Yeah. Like, they hit the brakes, so it wasn’t too hard, but they both got out of their cars and started yelling at each other, and I’m just standing there, and I was like, ‘oh shit.’ So I started, like, weaving through cars in the parking lot, so they wouldn’t, like know it was me. It was pretty funny.”
“Haha. Dude. That’s crazy.”
You have no idea how lucky you are to have people baking anything in your dorm. I don't know how it is for other dorms, but I live in Wildwood building 2 floor 3, and no one does anything.
ReplyDeleteOne of the people in the conversation mentioned crew meeting. I'm going to assume this is a club meeting, but club or even varsity i can't imagine committing that much time to a sport. It's already hard enough to deal with pledge duties, classes, and other school related things.
That's a funny fight story. I always wondered if an accident like that would happen. I did not get a fight in high school, because getting into a fight at my school would probably end up in immediate expulsion. In middle school however, it was 6th grade and it just happened to be my birthday, March 18, and i had just called my best friend since 3rd grade "stupido" and as a clever retort, he stood on the bench and tried to announce, "Patrick wears a stupido" but before he could get the message out, i grabbed him down and pushed him to the ground. He then got up, put me into a headlock and i began punching his stomach. It was a very weak fight and we ended up getting ISS. Just figured I'd share one of my heroic scuffles