A Haunting

It's around Halloween time, so my friends and I decided it'd be super fun to go to a haunted house/forest place.

When I heard the idea at first I was like...

And so we went on a dark, warm night.

And I was so excited...

And then we went inside.

And then I screamed. A LOT.

I screamed at almost everything. I screamed at every noise, every person in a costume, and every time my hand lost contact with the wall...

And then its over. And I take a deep breathe.

And I'm like...

And my friends are all deaf from my hypersonic attack on their eardrums.

And they're like...

But they love me anyway.

          And that's why they are the best.

My Thought Process

This is me in class...

This is my professor, teaching his stuff...

This is him asking the class a question that he just taught...

"Oh I know this. The answer is sunlight. Its so obvious."

"Why is nobody raising their hands? I'm the only one that knows? No, I can't be. Maybe the answer isn't obvious. The answer isn't sunlight."

"I could've sworn it was sunlight. Someone raise your hand! Please just raise your hand! Oh my gosh, what is the answer?!"

...........

"Arrrrggghhghghghahahghah!"

LOSE.

Routines....

I swear this happens to me at least once a day.

30 Seconds later....