The Burning

Okay so I just got back inside my apartment. At around 11:40 pm the fire alarm went off and boy is it loud. At first I was like whatever and I peeked out my door and I didn't see anyone else leaving. (which shouldn't matter, I mean why would I judge my safety based on others' actions) But then I smelled smoke and I freaked. All I could think was get my laptop and grab my books. I can't lose my notes. So I scrambled to pack my backpack. In retrospect that was rather dumb. I mean if there really was a fire I could've been trapped upstairs because I wanted to do well on finals. And we do have a fire escape but I'm not sure in a panic I could figure out how to drop the last ladder down to the street. Plus it looks kinda rusty. But luckily for me it was just a scare, someone burned something, probably food. I did appreciate that within a few minutes of us calling 911, 6 fire trucks/engines showed up. Boy do I feel safe in case of a real emergency. Thanks firefighters you are awesome!!!

On a side note I took out my phone and wanted to take a picture of all the firefighters and trucks and a girl next to me said "you must be Arab. Only Arabs take pictures of that shit." Ummm okay. Gotta love stereotypes, sometimes they are so random.