(Just a heads up, so none of my friends freak out reading this, there was no fire, it was just a false alarm)
Woke up this morning to my brother telling me to wake up because there is smoke coming from my other brothers room. Me being the groggy irrational morning person I always am pointed out the fact that there was no smoke in my room (which is right above my brothers room) and that the fire alarm was not going off, so he should let me go back to bed hahahaha.
My mom eventually freaked out enough to get me out of bed so we "evacuated" the house, meaning I went to my car with the dogs and she went to the neighbours house with the daycare kids. She phoned the fire department, so I got to see a giant fire truck and fire men in person, that was fun.
They had no idea what to do since there was no fire... it was just smoke from my bro's room. Then an electrician came and told us it was just a couple faulty wires, something about the fuse burnt out and that it definitely could have never started a fire, just some smoke. Anyways yah... turns out irrational sleepy me was right not to freak, therefore I could've still slept longer.
Day 3 of being sick, and besides that exciting morning, this isn't fun anymore. I want to go for a run. I want to go play soccer. But no, I'm cooped up on this couch with my box of kleenex and laptop to keep me company all day. Sigh...
Definitely not a happy camper when I'm sick :p
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