Less than five days back, the fire alarm woke me up at 6... yes, in the morning. Fire drill.
Less then three days back, the flat downstairs forgot to turn the furnace fan on while deep-frying... the smoke tripped the fire alarm again... redundant, but not afraid to make itself heard. Aside. I know quite a few people like that too. Aside over.
Today, there was an actual fire.
I was in class at the time.
My life gains meaning. Again.
Fun facts: Since baring the wailings of my romance-starved soul to the world as of last post, the traffic on inst. site has gone up from 4 visits a day to 17. You, my dear readers, will rot in hell.
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