The day my dorm exploded

The day started just as any other day, besides the fact that I had just rocked my Book of Mormon final at BYU. I was feeling great, although kinda tired before, because of studying late for said test the night before. I also had to get up early, as the test started at 7. Since I had done so well on my BOM test, I decided to treat myself to a nap for a few extra hours of much needed rest. So, I set my alarm for about 3 hours in the future, and hit the hay. I woke up just about the time my alarm went off, to the screams of my dormates(just kidding, it wasn't that bad) But, Jimmy(my roomate) woke me up, exclaiming that the hall had flooded, and I had better pick up everything off the ground I cared about! I awoke and although bleary eyed, soon found out that there was a pool of water forming on our carpet. After further investigation, and the moving of things off the ground, I found that there was a pool in the hallway, and the proper authority figures had just arrived to take care of the mess. Apparently, a toilet had blown up, sending water three feet in the air, and filling the bathroom, the hall, and our rooms with water. Everyone sloshed into the hall to see this natural wonder, and document it with photographic evidence. My room was farther away, so it did not get the full effect of the river of toilet water, but we definitely got hit by it. I am now even more grateful to be closer to the end of the hall. Soon, they had a subpump and were cleaning up th lake of water. It was certainly one of my more interesting experiences at college thus far

habits

I've gotten into some good, interesting, and absolutely hilarious habits herd at BYU, and I thought my fans would like to hear about them, so I will relate them.

First of all, I've got myself into the habit of yelling at the referees when they make questionable or just downright terrible calls. But, as I have been a referee several times in my life to make a little extra money, I don't boo the way everyone else does. I let them finish their tirade of unhappy boos and then I will yell at the top of my voice, " I strongly disagree!" i figure that if it was me making the call, I wouldn't want to be chastised in a harsh way, by thousands of angry fans, so I made that change.

My favorite habit I've developed over time has to do with my favorite subject in school- girls. For those who don't know, I've met approximately 100 new women here at BYU through various means, and I have a really hard time remembering all of their names. Nevertheless, they can all seem to remember me, partly because of my good looks,partly because of the habit I've gotten into. When I see girls hugging any of my friends,I feel discriminated against. lnstead of continuing to feel this way, I tell them not to be so biased, and move in for my hug. Oftentimes, I will not even know this girl before I hug her, but it doesn't bother me in the least. I will never deny any girl a hug based on a minor detail such as that. It is certainly an ineresting, freakin' awesome habit.