And I thought I was having a bad day

so i woke up yesterday morning at 8:38. my first class starts at 8:30, so i got dressed in a hurry and ran to class. it was pretty irritating because this was the first time i've been late to class. on the way back i asked a friend of mine who lives four floors down if i could photocopy his notes. i proceeded to do so, and went down four floors to return his notebook, but there were a lot of policemen and somebody standing guard at his pod door. i figured there was some sort of party bust, so i decided to come back later. 90 minutes later i went down and the pod was cordoned off with police tape, and some woman took the notebook to return it to him. i thought that was weird, and mentioned it to my podmates. one of them went down to the front desk and asked what was up with floor 17. the person manning the front desk told him.

somebody died.

how does that happen?

-=-raptur-=-