The Mouse

So I have a huge fear of a few things in life. 1. Heights 2. Tight, enclosed spaces 3. Things that crawl.

A mouse appeared in my house last night, and while it may not be a big deal to you. It freaked me out to no end. It all started last night (this morning?) around 12 am. I heard a scream upstairs but my roommate and I paid it no mind. We were minding our own business until all of a sudden I saw something moving out of the corner of my eye. All I could think about was... Did I actually see something? Please say I didn't... I stared for a minute and yep, I defenitly saw something. A little mouse. Great. Of course I screamed and it ended up crawling under my bed. My roommate and I tried to get the guy who lives in our house to get the mouse. He failed in every attempt. But apparently they thought that the mouse left the bedroom. That almost gave me some piece of mind for the up. I was up until 6:30 am and I originally had to wake up for class at 7:45. I made an executive decision before I fell asleep that I would NOT be waking up for my 9 am class. I switched off all of my alarms, but I couldn't find one of them. I decided to try to sleep and I would worry about it tomorrow.

At 7:45 am my alarm was blasting loud somewhere on the floor. Soon enough in my sleepy state, I realized that it was under my bed and I couldn't get to it. So I got out of bed and moved it so I could get to my phone. Well... I found my phone, but I also found the mouse... I freaked out once again and finally my roommate calmed me down. I decided to get ready really quickly and just rush to UCD to make my class. So now I'm stuck at school from 9 am - 7 pm and I hope to the lord that the mouse is no longer in my room when I return. I called my landlord after my class was over and apparently the pest control came and laid traps for the mouse. So now I can only wait and pray it will soon be gone... I hate mice.