Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep....

This morning at a lovely 5:15 am I was woken up by a piercing beep every thirty seconds. At first I didn't know what it was and ignored only to figure out it wasn't going to stop because the battery in my smoke detector was dying. I had no clue what to do so I called the RA (unfortunately for him).

So as you can imagine...I was tired the whole day. Although I felt like Phoebe from friends with the damn fire alarm.