THE LOCK OUT

Alright. So, my continued Failures of Germany series; yesterday I locked myself out of my room. Twice. Sort of. This is how it went:

I woke up at 9 and stumbled out of my room to class. Class was fine and dandy, it was the last day, we had sang songs and all that jazz, but as I was walking back to my room I realized: MY KEY IS STILL ON THE TABLE. AND THE DOOR AUTOMATICALLY LOCKS.

I ran straight to the Hausmeister who was NOT there (he's never there when you need him) and then sat in Amanda's room, depressed for some time. Only later when the Hausmeister happened to walk by and open my door did I realize my folly. I went to reach for my key and it wasn't in the room either! Where could it be?

I slowly reached into my pocket and my heart froze as I pulled out....my key. I got laughed at a lot, then, but I was in my room and all was good.

Fast forward to later when I'm sitting in my room with my spankin' new guitar and Amanda calls my name. I grab my stuffed dog and cigarettes and walk into the hall and....BAM the fucking door slams shut on me. LOCKED OUT AGAIN. I screamed a long, loud, 'FUUUUUUUUUUUCK' and then walked around the entire campus looking for someone to help me. In a tank top. With no shoes. In the rain. All over the whole campus. I had Chadwin in one hand, a cigarette in the other, and I was limping from the effort since there are cobblestones everywhere and they HURT.

No one would light my cigarette since I looked like a crazy person, I suppose, and they walked on the other side of the sidewalk from me so I laughed at them to make them uncomfortable. Selver found me then and went to go get our tutors but she disappeared under the bridge and I stood there, yelling her name and looking really messed up. I waddled back to the dorm and was sad.

So, what's a girl to do? I realized I had a few choices:

1. Sleep on Amanda's floor

2. Sleep on Heather's floor

3. Sleep in Matt's bed with a down comfortor

I made this very hard choice and called up Matt. Then, after watching Ferngully in slightly improved spirits I borrowed a jacket, some shoes, and some money for the bus from Amanda and made my way into the city. It's about a twenty minute bus ride and then a twenty minute walk to Cusanushaus where Matt lives so I made the trek in the dark of the night, scared half to fucking death. After I got there he bought me a beer and we just hung out before crashing. For some reason I drool a lot in Matt's bed, I don't know why that is since I don't drool much in my own bed. Maybe I'm just reaaaaly comfortable in the down comfortor.

Funny story, though, since sometime after we fell asleep Matt, while sleeping mind you, very huskily said, 'ooooh yeah, that's right' and I was suddenly very awake. I started laughing at him but he didn't wake up so I just made fun of him in the morning. He told me he must have been heartily agreeing with someone in his dream. Sure.

So, that was my lock-out story. Matt and I got up at 7 in time for the test, the test went well, and the Hausmeister unlocked my door after being a huge ass. Amanda started laughing at him and he yelled at her in German to 'not laugh! it's not funny!!!' and we laughed harder. He hates us now.

So, don't get locked out in Germany. You'll have to sleep with boys and take long walks.