So the other day was a perfectly normal day. After my morning class I bought some soup, read a book while eating, then met up with a friend. We walked around for a bit, prayed, visited a super cool professor, prayed again, and next thing you know it was time for my afternoon class. My friend had nothing to do so I told her to join me and listen to the professor discussing STD's.
A half hour passes by and we're now talking about gonorrhea and how women need to get ask to get checked for the infection when getting their Pap smear. (Note to women out there: the noticeable symptoms of gonorrhea in women are almost nil!)
A loud sound emanated from the left corner of the classroom...above the ceiling. The next thing you know a dark yellow liquid starts dripping down, forming a brown pool on the dirty dark carpet below. Liquid is now streaming down the walls.
At first we're thinking... is it coke or something?
How did we know we were wrong? Because the tile in the ceiling starting collecting wet dark brown pellets and the liquid that was seeping through came down as really brown now.
The classroom was in uproar as the professor called maintenance and yelled over everyone, "Due to the disgusting nature of this situation, class is canceled! See you all next week!"
OMG. Thank God there was a second door to the classroom. Imagine being stuck in the classroom watching this and smelling the fumes ...
Or worse: imagine being the next guy who walks into that door only to step into urine and have fecal matter fall on his head from above.
Ewwwww. The thought of it is soo repulsive!!
That's it, I can't write anymore about this...