Day 1: Manwaring Center.It all started toward the end of October on that one fateful day in the MC (Manwaring Center). We were Makaal, Jesse, and I were enjoying a nice lunch when Jesse decided to grab dessert and thus leave his labtop unattended. This small seemingly innocuous act lead to his imminent destruction*. Because his laptop was crying for tampering I graciously changed his settings so that I was simply the admin and he was a standard user. A rather harmless prank however, giving me complete access to his laptop whenever I wanted. Jesse came back just in time to complete the act, but after quite a struggle I managed to escape. Unfortunately, other parties present gave into Jesse's "despair" and revealed to him the password to my account.
Day 2: MC.
I was walking through the MC dreaming about, probably sleep, when a horrendous man snatched my laptop out of my hands and ran away. After a brief moment of shock I spotted the clefto. jesse. After sneaking around to the other side I cleverly managed to gain repossession of my laptop when I discovered my battery was missing. Trying my best to remain calm, I looked at jesse and he stretched out his palm but quickly pulled it back when I reached for it. So instead of playing his games I logically, or I suppose rather illogically, I left the premise without my battery. Luckily for me I my laptop was still of use as long as I remained plugged into the wall.
Day 2.78: Hart gym.
During my yoga class that evening my thoughts I must admit strayed from ocean breaths. I knew I could not admit defeat, however I needed my laptop back. After much meditation I came up with the most logical idea, I would steal his mattress. Unfortunately for Jesse my experience in covert operations was immense, I knew his apartment and complex like the back of my hand, more importantly I knew they left their door unlocked. At a time when I knew Jesse was out I had a friend assist in moving Jesse's mattress into the next apartment over. One occupant of the apartment would be out of town for the week and Jesse never made an attempt to become their friends. Luckily for me they were my FHE (family home evening) brothers and as a result were sworn into secrecy. When Jesse later that night searched the apartment complex the residents of apartment 310 simply give a blank stare and Jesse continued on his way.
Day 3-5: apartment 311.
After a couple days Jesse's back was beginning to hurt from the stiff floor. He wanted a truce. I obliged, he was rather upset when he found his mattress to be four feet from his door. Although I knew that Jesse would not keep this truce for long, I retaliated. All though for confidential reasons I will not reveal the time when this next act happened, know that it was before could dream of his "revenge". At some point I managed to find Jesse's laptop battery, laptop charger, deodorant, and several other items and misplace them in his apartment. Thus making his battery unusable and his game, slightly less confident.
Day 6: Chapman. MC. Chapman.
Sunday morning I wake up and head to church, immediately upon my arrival I hear stories of windows with my name on them in Chapman halls. Quite confused I continue about my Sunday, not a word from jesse concerning his belongings**. When I returned to the dorms I found my name not adorning just a few windows but every window in the apartment complex. Instead of offense I found the whole ordeal very funny, many of the windows said things such as Shannon is a communist, Shannon doesn't flush!, etc. However there were mixed feelings from other girls. Some felt that I was a victim, others found it terribly tacky, others thought that I had written those things about myself. Fortunately for me a group of girls went around and cleaned every single window. And now I was a celebrity, and apparently a communist as well.
Day 6.5: 311.
That night I received several disgruntled text messages from Jesse. At first ignored them and then I began messing with his head. After about an hour of torturing jesse he finally admitted defeat. I never thought the day would come, everyone told me he was unbeatable. I gave jesse a couple of puzzles revealing where various things were and he again was a bit upset to find them all within his apartment. He vowed we would not attempt to prank me back and I had earned major street-cred.
So to all of you out there who are now in the mood to prank your sleeping roommate remember the wise words of my father "it is one thing to do it, it is another to get caught."
* It is well known throughout the byui campus that never under ANY circumstance do you leave your labtop unattended. This is not to say that it will be stolen but, that you will surely be hacked and public humiliation is guaranteed.
** It quite concerned me why he did not notice the absence of his deodorant, however I must not judge.
Day 2: MC.
I was walking through the MC dreaming about, probably sleep, when a horrendous man snatched my laptop out of my hands and ran away. After a brief moment of shock I spotted the clefto. jesse. After sneaking around to the other side I cleverly managed to gain repossession of my laptop when I discovered my battery was missing. Trying my best to remain calm, I looked at jesse and he stretched out his palm but quickly pulled it back when I reached for it. So instead of playing his games I logically, or I suppose rather illogically, I left the premise without my battery. Luckily for me I my laptop was still of use as long as I remained plugged into the wall.
Day 2.78: Hart gym.
During my yoga class that evening my thoughts I must admit strayed from ocean breaths. I knew I could not admit defeat, however I needed my laptop back. After much meditation I came up with the most logical idea, I would steal his mattress. Unfortunately for Jesse my experience in covert operations was immense, I knew his apartment and complex like the back of my hand, more importantly I knew they left their door unlocked. At a time when I knew Jesse was out I had a friend assist in moving Jesse's mattress into the next apartment over. One occupant of the apartment would be out of town for the week and Jesse never made an attempt to become their friends. Luckily for me they were my FHE (family home evening) brothers and as a result were sworn into secrecy. When Jesse later that night searched the apartment complex the residents of apartment 310 simply give a blank stare and Jesse continued on his way.
Day 3-5: apartment 311.
After a couple days Jesse's back was beginning to hurt from the stiff floor. He wanted a truce. I obliged, he was rather upset when he found his mattress to be four feet from his door. Although I knew that Jesse would not keep this truce for long, I retaliated. All though for confidential reasons I will not reveal the time when this next act happened, know that it was before could dream of his "revenge". At some point I managed to find Jesse's laptop battery, laptop charger, deodorant, and several other items and misplace them in his apartment. Thus making his battery unusable and his game, slightly less confident.
Day 6: Chapman. MC. Chapman.
Sunday morning I wake up and head to church, immediately upon my arrival I hear stories of windows with my name on them in Chapman halls. Quite confused I continue about my Sunday, not a word from jesse concerning his belongings**. When I returned to the dorms I found my name not adorning just a few windows but every window in the apartment complex. Instead of offense I found the whole ordeal very funny, many of the windows said things such as Shannon is a communist, Shannon doesn't flush!, etc. However there were mixed feelings from other girls. Some felt that I was a victim, others found it terribly tacky, others thought that I had written those things about myself. Fortunately for me a group of girls went around and cleaned every single window. And now I was a celebrity, and apparently a communist as well.
Day 6.5: 311.
That night I received several disgruntled text messages from Jesse. At first ignored them and then I began messing with his head. After about an hour of torturing jesse he finally admitted defeat. I never thought the day would come, everyone told me he was unbeatable. I gave jesse a couple of puzzles revealing where various things were and he again was a bit upset to find them all within his apartment. He vowed we would not attempt to prank me back and I had earned major street-cred.
So to all of you out there who are now in the mood to prank your sleeping roommate remember the wise words of my father "it is one thing to do it, it is another to get caught."
* It is well known throughout the byui campus that never under ANY circumstance do you leave your labtop unattended. This is not to say that it will be stolen but, that you will surely be hacked and public humiliation is guaranteed.
** It quite concerned me why he did not notice the absence of his deodorant, however I must not judge.
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