That is until my my wonderfully sweet roomie wakes me up at 7am, all freaked out. The swimming pool for our apartment complex was all...red. And she kept saying there were these things outside.
Now seriously, I'm gullible but come on. I didn't swallow it for a sec. But she was freaking out so bad, I went to check. The first thing I saw when I opened the blinds is this guy walking right outside the window. I was shocked and ok, I kind of yelled a bit. Next thing I know there's banging on the front door and the windows are shattering. Our living room windows are wall sized - so those guys just fell right onto our sofa. My roomie pulled me back into her room and we pushed her desk against the door.
Never have I been more thankful for buying all that rope for packing storage boxes. We climbed down from the first floor, I started my car and we drove.
I can't reach my parents and my sis drove straight out of Oklahoma City when she saw those things. She figures they're zombies - so as long as we're out of cities we'll be ok.
I wish I was with her. I wish I'd thought of the same thing. Except I'm holed up in the fine arts library. The highways must be jammed by now. Maybe we can wait it out, I don't know.
But yeah. I'm in the library. It was the only place on campus I could think of with heavy wood doors. And vending machines. And clean bathrooms.
And wireless internet.
So the world hasn't ended just yet.