I was woken up at 1am today by the fire alarm.
Someone burned easy mac in the microwave.
I can’t really explain why, but the whole incident terrified me.
Maybe it was the split moment where I thought it could have actually be a fire (although after so many practice drills in my life, I highly doubted it)
Maybe it was the adrenaline rush I get when I’m woken up suddenly
(but it did get me out of bed)
Maybe it was the fact that I briefly panicked and thought I had no friend to go to in the confusion
(but I did and they were there for me)
Maybe I just really needed a hug, some form of reassurance
(but I’m not on that level with my friends here yet)
I don’t know what it was, but I couldn’t keep it in, and I cried myself to sleep. If one of my O-Week coordinators hadn’t offered a friendly smile while we were waiting outside, I probably would have cried right then and there.
I just hope my roommates didn’t hear me.