so me and my apartment mate, alex, the geniouses that we are, managed to get ourselves locked out of our apartment tonight at 2 in the morning...
a. i shouldntve been up that late to begin with
b. i shouldntve need to smoke another cigarette before i went to bed
c. i shouldntve left my keys on my desk
so here's the story:
alex was all bouncing off the wall when she came in tonight and wanted company. denise came home and wanted to go to sleep.. so instead of continue our conversation in her room i decided to go and smoke a cigarette outside and alex decided to keep me company and have a chit-chat. after sitting outside for a while we decided that it was, in fact, time to go inside and hit the hay. I have an 830 class tomorrow (today... whichever). so i go to the door, which should always be cracked when stepping out for a moment because the door locks automatically.... this time, it, well, wasnt. i turn to alex and ask her if she closed the door... she made the goofy "i did something i shouldntve" face... *shakes head*
so we try and brainstorm how we could possibley get back into the apartment.
a. wake up denise by pounding on the door. only thing thats wrong with that method is: a. denise sleeps like a rock, b. you cant hear anything when your bedroom door is shut.
b. we decided to take things into our own hands and tryed to mcgyver (????) the lock using bobby-pins and the knowledge that alex has from her mom teaching her to pick the bathroom lock in their house, dont ask... after multiple attempts we turn back to knocking... to no avail
c. we decide to head on down to our downstairs neighbors apartment to perhapse use their phone... thinking that alex knew the extension number to our apt. which she didnt... so i ended up calling three random extentsions... i gave up after the last extension a guy with a really deep voice picked up.... turns out we have really nice neighbors though and they happen to be aquaintences of mine.
d. so after that fiasco we try and determine the best possible solution to our problem... it now being 3 in the morning. we go back to pounding.... after standing there on the balcony brainstorming alex comes up with the old school version of attempting to wake someone. we move to the "throw the pebble at the window" technique. which could work, i was reassured by alex stating that teddy was able to wake up our apt.mate natasha in using this skillful technique. so after throwing x number of pebbles and getting no response... we search for larger ones... which we found and might i add were incredibley enthused by. so we return to the window... at this point we're completely cracked out... we're just laughing and giggling like we're totally stoned. while throwing the pebbles at the window alex gets distracted and just starts staring at the sky... "the stars are sooooooo pretty". alex contemplates scaling the wall up to the second floor to her bedroom window... after removing her socks and walking up the building she ditched the idea.
so now what?
attempt to make a ladder out of branches? this idea didnt come from my head.... it was quickly removed from the list of possiblities.
we went back to guys that live below us to try and find out who our RA is... because we were never informed. they have no idea... now the thing with alex is that we had just been talking about how she's been trying to memorize her surroundings in preparation for her police test... this is when the brilliance comes in.. she knew that there was a white piece of paper on the back of everyones door that listed all the RAs extensions on campus. brilliance i tell you, brilliance. we managed to get the RA extensions for our building... calling them with no pick up.... turns out that one of our RAs lives right across from us. we knock on her door... after waking up everyone in the apt. she finally gets up... we felt horrible but we were completely hopeless...
she calls the RA on duty.. while we await the arrival we have a dance party on the balcony with no music... which is the most intense dance party on the face of the planet...
so we get this kid... enrique.... who is the RA on duty, to come with the master keys to all the apt. buildings... he tried every single one... none of them worked... here we thought we were saved... home free. false hopes and dreams.
me and alex just look at each other.... we broke the lock when we were fucking around with the bobby-pins. we did this to ourselves... turns out the RA ends up calling the UPD to get us back in our apartment... he cant get the keys to work either.
we told him that there was one other person in the apt. and we'd been trying to wake her up for 2 hours.... he assured us that he could get her up... i have never in my life thought something was as funny as this... me and alex were dying in the corner... he just started slamming on the door with his flash light. after about 5 mins you just hear grumpy denise "who is it" the officer yells through the door "UPD"... i need to explain that denise is like the most clean cut chick around... i mean she doesnt do anything, and most definately has no idea why the police are at her door.
she opened that door and oh my god you needed to see her face she was shocked and then all of us just started cracking up. so they let us back in and denise went back to bed... the cop and RA left us to our own devices and said they'd put in a work order for the door so that we could get into our apt. at a later date.
standing there in the doorway, i turn to alex and tell her we should just take the lock apart and fix it... i mean its already broken so we might as well see if it can be fixed without paying money. some how we managed to get this lock to work... i dont know how we did it but we did and it was amazing. i havent felt like i had accomplished something in so long, it was like yeah we broke it but WE FUCKING FIXED IT!
so we then proceeded to have anothing dance party on the balcony and smoke another cigarette for our victory in defeating the lock of doom.
and that is my story... its 5:15 in the morning i have class in 3 hours.
SHIT!
hugs, kisses, and brains, valie
a. i shouldntve been up that late to begin with
b. i shouldntve need to smoke another cigarette before i went to bed
c. i shouldntve left my keys on my desk
so here's the story:
alex was all bouncing off the wall when she came in tonight and wanted company. denise came home and wanted to go to sleep.. so instead of continue our conversation in her room i decided to go and smoke a cigarette outside and alex decided to keep me company and have a chit-chat. after sitting outside for a while we decided that it was, in fact, time to go inside and hit the hay. I have an 830 class tomorrow (today... whichever). so i go to the door, which should always be cracked when stepping out for a moment because the door locks automatically.... this time, it, well, wasnt. i turn to alex and ask her if she closed the door... she made the goofy "i did something i shouldntve" face... *shakes head*
so we try and brainstorm how we could possibley get back into the apartment.
a. wake up denise by pounding on the door. only thing thats wrong with that method is: a. denise sleeps like a rock, b. you cant hear anything when your bedroom door is shut.
b. we decided to take things into our own hands and tryed to mcgyver (????) the lock using bobby-pins and the knowledge that alex has from her mom teaching her to pick the bathroom lock in their house, dont ask... after multiple attempts we turn back to knocking... to no avail
c. we decide to head on down to our downstairs neighbors apartment to perhapse use their phone... thinking that alex knew the extension number to our apt. which she didnt... so i ended up calling three random extentsions... i gave up after the last extension a guy with a really deep voice picked up.... turns out we have really nice neighbors though and they happen to be aquaintences of mine.
d. so after that fiasco we try and determine the best possible solution to our problem... it now being 3 in the morning. we go back to pounding.... after standing there on the balcony brainstorming alex comes up with the old school version of attempting to wake someone. we move to the "throw the pebble at the window" technique. which could work, i was reassured by alex stating that teddy was able to wake up our apt.mate natasha in using this skillful technique. so after throwing x number of pebbles and getting no response... we search for larger ones... which we found and might i add were incredibley enthused by. so we return to the window... at this point we're completely cracked out... we're just laughing and giggling like we're totally stoned. while throwing the pebbles at the window alex gets distracted and just starts staring at the sky... "the stars are sooooooo pretty". alex contemplates scaling the wall up to the second floor to her bedroom window... after removing her socks and walking up the building she ditched the idea.
so now what?
attempt to make a ladder out of branches? this idea didnt come from my head.... it was quickly removed from the list of possiblities.
we went back to guys that live below us to try and find out who our RA is... because we were never informed. they have no idea... now the thing with alex is that we had just been talking about how she's been trying to memorize her surroundings in preparation for her police test... this is when the brilliance comes in.. she knew that there was a white piece of paper on the back of everyones door that listed all the RAs extensions on campus. brilliance i tell you, brilliance. we managed to get the RA extensions for our building... calling them with no pick up.... turns out that one of our RAs lives right across from us. we knock on her door... after waking up everyone in the apt. she finally gets up... we felt horrible but we were completely hopeless...
she calls the RA on duty.. while we await the arrival we have a dance party on the balcony with no music... which is the most intense dance party on the face of the planet...
so we get this kid... enrique.... who is the RA on duty, to come with the master keys to all the apt. buildings... he tried every single one... none of them worked... here we thought we were saved... home free. false hopes and dreams.
me and alex just look at each other.... we broke the lock when we were fucking around with the bobby-pins. we did this to ourselves... turns out the RA ends up calling the UPD to get us back in our apartment... he cant get the keys to work either.
we told him that there was one other person in the apt. and we'd been trying to wake her up for 2 hours.... he assured us that he could get her up... i have never in my life thought something was as funny as this... me and alex were dying in the corner... he just started slamming on the door with his flash light. after about 5 mins you just hear grumpy denise "who is it" the officer yells through the door "UPD"... i need to explain that denise is like the most clean cut chick around... i mean she doesnt do anything, and most definately has no idea why the police are at her door.
she opened that door and oh my god you needed to see her face she was shocked and then all of us just started cracking up. so they let us back in and denise went back to bed... the cop and RA left us to our own devices and said they'd put in a work order for the door so that we could get into our apt. at a later date.
standing there in the doorway, i turn to alex and tell her we should just take the lock apart and fix it... i mean its already broken so we might as well see if it can be fixed without paying money. some how we managed to get this lock to work... i dont know how we did it but we did and it was amazing. i havent felt like i had accomplished something in so long, it was like yeah we broke it but WE FUCKING FIXED IT!
so we then proceeded to have anothing dance party on the balcony and smoke another cigarette for our victory in defeating the lock of doom.
and that is my story... its 5:15 in the morning i have class in 3 hours.
SHIT!
hugs, kisses, and brains, valie
ella:
similar thing happened to me and my roomate when we lived in SEATTLE. For whatever reason the sliding glass door to th balcony locked automaticly (suppposedly it was a bad neighborhood - but if you've ever been to Seattle you know that they don't exist.) she went out to smoke - I don't smoke but I was keeping her company - drinking was involved and I totally shut the glass door!!!! Luckily she had her cell phone in hand and we were able to call the super. to let us in. It happens to everyone at some point I suppose 
lolo:
thanks for saying my set is beautiful- sorry it took so long to reply lady. hope you go up soon! x