Our school has this awful horrible really mean i guess kind of fun tradition where all the other classes prank the juniors during junior ring week. It was Thursday night, and my roommate, suitemates and I were discussing how lucky we were to have gotten away without getting pranked during the week.
I guess we spoke too soon…
On Friday morning, I came back from the gym to find newspaper shreddings EVERYWHERE! ALL over the floor, in all my drawers, in my closet, in my bathrobe pockets, my jean pockets, our sink, the medicine cabinet, the fridge, my bed, and even my pillow case! It was actually pretty funny, except for the fact that we are STILL swimming in newspaper shreddings, even after cleaning them all up! We found the culprit, who thought it was the funniest thing ever. She told us that she wanted to take a picture of us on Friday night, and of course we complied. We were sitting on my bed cheesing, when instead of taking out a camera, she pulled out silly string. So now, silly string and newspaper. Everywhere. So disgusting. I guess it was nice to be remembered though, and I guess it was all out of love 
Except on Sunday morning when I was leaving for brunch and my hand stuck to the door knob….maple syrup. Clever.
