How I Met Brad

Before I start I just want to tell all those that are not done yet (Emily, Dana, Susan, Molly, and so many others) that YOU CAN DO IT!! If I did it, you can, so go rock those tests and in a couple hours you'll be free!  I also want to give Taylor a special shout out.  She had an extremely hellish semester and her finals lasted from last Friday until this Friday and she just deserves a pat on the back.  As the semester comes to a close I got to thinking back to the beginning of this year which seems like yesterday and years ago all at the same time.  One story that stands out in particular is how I met Brad.  It was probably the second day we had all been on campus, classes hadn’t even started yet.  I went out with Max and company and had no one to walk all the way back to Urbana with, so, I slept on apartment 8’s couch for the first time ever.  It actually took a lot of effort for me to get to that couch.  Dearest little Eddie had fallen asleep on the couch and there was no way I was about to sleep on the chair (it’s extremely uncomfortable, take it from me.)  I carried/guided him from the couch to the chair (I apologized in the morning don’t worry.)  I locked up and went to sleep.  In the morning, I awoke to a loud knocking on the door.  I opened it and it was the UPS guy.  He promptly asked me if Brad (in case you haven't picked up on it yet I don't use last names-I call it "The No Last Name Policy"-for all your sakes) was there.  I told the UPS guy that he had the wrong apartment because no one named Brad lived here.  He then proceeded to ask if this was apartment 8 of whatever their address is.  I looked at the door and it had an 8 on it so I figured it was a safe bet saying yes, he was in the right spot.  He looked like he was in a hurry so he asked if I would just sign and hope for the best.  Pretty sure this could have ended badly but just as I shut the door someone walked down the stairs that I had never seen.  I asked him if his name was Brad and he said yes.  I asked him if he lived here (in the apartment we were both standing in) and he said yes.  I then asked him where Max lived and he pointed up.  My heart sunk.. how could Max live in the apartment above?  Did he just leave me and Eddie here to sleep in some stranger’s apartment?  I could have sworn he said this was his apartment.  While I stood there freaking out on the inside trying to figure out how to explain myself to Brad, Max walked down the stairs and I let out a little sigh of relief but then I thought about it for a minute, what did he mean Max lived up?  He explained that by pointing up he meant Max sleeps upstairs not in an apartment above them (I have since come to realize that there actually is no apartment above them but it was early in the year so I gave myself a break.)  While Brad had just scared the crap out of me, I formally introduced myself.  Eddie had woken up by this time and was not pleased by the fact that he was squished on the chair but I apologized multiple times.  As I was leaving Brad asked if me sleeping on the couch meant that they would be seeing a lot of me.. little did he know.  Still in the greatest mood ever because I am so free and getting in the Christmas mood!  Back to the 847 later :) although I am sad to be leaving Champaign and not having Katherine as a roomie (our room looks so bare) im pumped to be home.  If any of you are not on Twitter you should totally jump on that bandwagon, I'm addicted.