Sure, you may not care, but I want to get this off my chest.
I arrived home yesterday from a school excursion of +/-72 hours, sleep deprived. I spent my afternoon on the internet, catching the latest news and updates and went to bed at 12:07 in the night, while my bro and his girlfriend were at a club.
In any case, I was awoken at +/-01:30 by the girlfriend who told me she had found the theif climbing out the window in her room.
All this is not that amazing until (in South Africa, at any rate) until you consider that we live on the third storey of a flat and he climbed up into the house using a drain pipe. Furthermore, I was so asleep that I didnt hear the guy open my squeaky door or hear the girl shouting at him. I was tired that he could've walked right up to me in the 15 minutes we think he was in our house and simply slit (slitted/slut) my throat or strangled me or thrown my lava-lamp on me (as local theives are apt to use brutal violence for no reason, if reports are to be believed).
Furthermore, this was a guy who had no qualms jumping (as h did) from a third storey window onto a patch of dirt, while retaining the strength to jump a fence and sprint to his getaway car.
Just telling my tale, feel free to express your opinions or tell your stories.
I arrived home yesterday from a school excursion of +/-72 hours, sleep deprived. I spent my afternoon on the internet, catching the latest news and updates and went to bed at 12:07 in the night, while my bro and his girlfriend were at a club.
In any case, I was awoken at +/-01:30 by the girlfriend who told me she had found the theif climbing out the window in her room.
All this is not that amazing until (in South Africa, at any rate) until you consider that we live on the third storey of a flat and he climbed up into the house using a drain pipe. Furthermore, I was so asleep that I didnt hear the guy open my squeaky door or hear the girl shouting at him. I was tired that he could've walked right up to me in the 15 minutes we think he was in our house and simply slit (slitted/slut) my throat or strangled me or thrown my lava-lamp on me (as local theives are apt to use brutal violence for no reason, if reports are to be believed).
Furthermore, this was a guy who had no qualms jumping (as h did) from a third storey window onto a patch of dirt, while retaining the strength to jump a fence and sprint to his getaway car.
Just telling my tale, feel free to express your opinions or tell your stories.