So I'm laying here in my bed when I start hearing this girl and guy yelling outside my window.


OH, FUCK YOU!!!
FUCK YOU!!!


It was really unexpected because I'm just laying here doing my linear algebra and that comes in. If it would have stopped I probably wouldn't even have noticed it really, but no, it continued. It went on for like 2 minutes of them just yelling "FUCK YOU!" at each other that I finally stood up and looked out my window. He was grabbing her arm and she was yelling at him and shook him off and then proceeded to get in her car. He started to walk off but she was yelling at him about how he promised to go to the party and that he need to get the fuck in the car. She then yelled at him for like another 2 minutes to get in the car. He finally did but then got back out as soon as she started to back up. He was walking back away from the car when she got out and yelled at him...


GET THE FUCK BACK IN THE CAR!!! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU HIT ME? GET YOUR ASS BACK IN THE CAR!!!


So I'm assuming that she hit him when he got in the car and he decided that was it and got out. He kept walking away so she screamed and charged at him with her keys on her lanyard and was going to hit him. He was yelling at her not to hit him and they were running in and out of the cars in the parking lot. She basically chased him back to the car and then they both got in and left.



First off, how random and bizarre is that?


Secondly, WTF?!? Seriously!


My heart was pounding. I was about to go look up the number for campus security because I was afraid someone was going to start throwing punches. I mean, goodness gracious. And then on top of that, I laid back down and my heart--like it is now--was just racing. Because of my dad, I don't do well with confrontations or fighting in the least. It terrifies me. Watching them argue like that just didn't work too well for me.