90. Describe a humorous experience you have had.
Two little, mischievous girls. Nobody would ever predict the things they were capable of. The faces of two angels, so innocent, so bright, and yet, the playful smiles on their faces were all that showed otherwise.
It was like any other school night, and the dorm staff was fast asleep, thinking that the rest of the girls were too. She was old and tired and going off to bed seemed like the only relaxing activity nowadays. As she shut all the bright, yellow lights of the circular hallway of the circular building, leaving just a couple shining the way around, she would have never guessed what would happen long after she had fallen deep asleep.
With the moves of a trained spy, the little girl in her pink pajamas slowly climbed the stairs linking the two floors together. She looked around nervously, afraid that somebody would see her. She tiptoed into her friend's room and sneaked up to the bottom bunk bed of her poor victim. In an unfamiliar language, she whispered, "Girl! Wake up. Hey. Get up now!"
The girl on the bed (me) had had a very rough day and didn't want her sleep to be disrupted so soon. Her eyes opened and she looked at her friend in surprise, as their meeting had not been discussed previously. "What are you doing here? I want to sleep."
"No! Get up. Lets do something fun!"
Now, the "fun" that this girl described could mean a lot of things: start dancing in the middle of the night, take a cold bath, eat junk food when strictly prohibited, wake the others up, or take twenty runs of the hallway. However, what she really meant was something so much more ... well, fun (and very mischievous, I might add)!
With one goal in mind, the two girls sneaked into the kitchen which did not have a door, so lock-picking was not necessary (unlike another time in someone's birthday, but more on that some other time). They took a cold, steel cup from the rack and filled it up with cold water. Giggling obnoxiously, they went back into the room. Sleeping peacefully on her bed, surrounded with toys, and looking oh-so-comfortable was another girl. To the two girls, it looked like the Sleeping Beauty would not be waking up from her deep, deep sleep.
As they headed towards her bed, the giggling got louder and they hushed each other. One of the girls, the one with the cup, leaned in closer, took the pink pinkie of the girl sleeping and dipped it in the cold water. Pause. Now, I should probably tell you what they were up to because unless you have tried this trick yourself, you wouldn't know. They wanted to do a silly, silly thing: they wanted to make the little girl pee in her bed by dipping her pinkie in the water!
Only, it didn't happen. As soon as they had taken her pinkie, she had woken up with a word so awfully appropriate for this situation: "What?" It was blunt and short and sent another round of giggles around the two.
We laughed and fooled around a bit more. As I saw my friend away and climbed into the comfort of my warm bed, I would have never imagined that I would ever retell the story four years later. It was a good laugh and all fun, but what was more important was that, although childish and silly, the memory lasted with me. And that is one of the best things I have gotten out of living in a boarding school: the opportunities I have to make countless memories and everlasting friendships that are going to stay with me for, well, for ever!
