All Hallows Eve

Halloween was an interesting experience. The girls and I all got dressed up to go party, then we stood at the bus stop for a half hour. Aly then decided she felt to shitty to go out. And so did Kirsten. And I had injured my back, so we went back inside and got Saw to watch. I then bowed out because a. I can't stand scary movies and b. My back hurt so bad I felt like crying, so I went to bed. We all looked cute though. Except me. I looked ridiculous. But that's ok with me.

That's the enitre group. We look good huh?

And that is me.

Looking like a ridiculous child who is trying to be intimidating.

This is what happens when I try to look sexy.

All well.

So anyways, it was a bust of a good drinking night, but there will be more Halloweens.

Anyways... There are these clocks on my campus. They are big and red and play pretty songs every 15 minutes. Every clock is slightly different. And they are dedicated by a class to a school. Since I am in the class of 2013, I figured that if we survive, we should dedicate a clock. You know, since the world is supposed to end on Dec. 21, 2012. Which is our senior year. Which sucks. But I digress.

Oh, I just thought I could show you what the clocks look like.

Pretty huh?
I took that myself.

Trevor attacks.

Soooooo basically... last night was terrifying. I decided to go to bed early. An hour later I was still awake because I have no life and basically troll blogs and play Farmville all day, so I got up to pee. Which was stupid.

There was a giant 2 inch long cockroach in the bathroom.

Which is SOOO not fun to discover when your peeing.

This is the conversation I had with myself:
Me: Finish peeing or run out screaming with no pants?
Myself: Finish peeing.
I: RUNNNNNN!! Its a fucking cockroach you crazy!!

I did, in fact, finish. By which point I was hyperventilating and in all out freak-out mode. Bugs are really up there on my list of shit-that-I-never-want-to-see-while-peeing. Or ever for that matter. Cockroaches are just under butterflies on the scary bugs list. Oh yeah, and btw, I like lists.
What was I talking about?
Oh yeah...

So I ran across the hall to my friends' dorm, and basically ran in and started squeaking and jumping in circles.
I'm pretty sure I sounded like a bat.
It went something along the lines of OHMYGODTHERESACOCKROACHINTHEBATHROOM!MANDAMAKEITGOAWAY!!
And Manda went into the bathroom to look at the offending alienbug.
Then promptly ran out again.

I went to the older girls on my floor to see if they had a guy in their room to get the bug OUT.
They did not, but one almost threw up.
Then my lovely RA decided to tell us that if you squish a cockroach you get tapeworms from its stomach.

Long story short, we found a guy with a big boot to kill it. Then suite-mate Caro and I cleaned up the bathroom. She picked up the remaining bits with a giant trash bag on her arm, and I mopped.
It was icky.
Just saying.

Anyways, apparently my RA lied, and you can't get tapeworms from cockroaches unless you basically eat them raw... Which is good I guess.

Oh, and my roommate decided to name the cockroach Trevor.
Needless to say, he did not get a funeral.

Now to find out how the hell he got in there...