So, I live in an apartment with three other girls I really don't know. I shall call them by pseudonyms as to allow for their privacy while I tell their funny stories. Anywho, Ann and I were cleaning out the kitchen because we have a roommate, Helen, who is moving out and emptied her cupboard. We didn't want to keep a lot of stuff, so by the time we were finished, we had oodles of stuff to throw away. Junk in hand, we made our merry way out to the garbage dumpster. It's only 2 or 3 minutes away, but by the time we rounded the bend back to our apartment, there was our roommate, Helen, full on making out with her boyfriend.
Two thoughts ran through my mind: #1 "Back up and don't come back for a while! Don't let them see you!" I started backing up, but then #2 "Haylee, you're past the point of no return. Just walk up the steps and go into your apartment." Thought #2 won, and I marched my way up the steps. I had no idea where Ann was, but I was moving. "Sorry, excuse me," I mumbled as I stepped past them. Helen blushed deeply and Mr. Boyfriend (Brandon?) thrust himself down the stairs. I didn't even see his face. Once in the apartment, all three of us (Ann, Helen, and me) burst out laughing.
"I'm so sorry!" I cried, tears running down my face, "but I was past the point of no return!" We all had a good laugh.
I hope, though, that is the last picture I see of Helen and Mr. Boyfriend making out. I have images in my brain I'll NEVER forget! Whew!
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Oh, I definitely can relate to embarassing making-out situations with my roommates. One of my roommates was engaged and we'd ALWAYS walk in on them making on horizontally on the couch. Then he'd go in her room every night to "tuck her in" to bed... which meant he slept over several times by "accident" because he would fall asleep. Riiiiight. ;)
Oh, I definitely can relate to embarassing making-out situations with my roommates. One of my roommates was engaged and we'd ALWAYS walk in on them making on horizontally on the couch. Then he'd go in her room every night to "tuck her in" to bed... which meant he slept over several times by "accident" because he would fall asleep. Riiiiight. ;)
Eeeew. Poor Hay. That's just sick, about "Helen" and "Mr. Boyfriend." Ha ha. That's funny because I was about to use their real names, but that would have ruined the whole thing, eh? So Helen's out at the end of this month, right? Sweetness! One less roommate preventing your overtaking the entire apartment! Just think of that sweet day when you shall rule it all! That's fantastic! Perhaps I'll come visit more once Helen is gone. I don't know why, but part of me feels less-inclined to visit whilst she is there. Huh. Anyway, way to handle the situation with some good ol' Phantom! Can't go wrong there!
PS Holy Blogger, Batman! You're crazy! It's awesome! You write practically every day...if only I could be more like you! :)
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