Worst way you've been woken up
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I was talking in my sleep (beyond my conscious control of course) and my mother overheard me saying "God, you're a terrible mother".
She proceeded to yell at me and I was awoken from a 4 hour sleep without a single memory of what I had said in my dreams.
My mother is a bit insane/socially retarded(yes, not the greatest person in my life I'm sorry to say), and didn't seem to understand that IT WAS A SUBCONSCIOUS utterance and nothing more (I could have been talking about anyone).
She proceeded to yell at me and I was awoken from a 4 hour sleep without a single memory of what I had said in my dreams.
My mother is a bit insane/socially retarded(yes, not the greatest person in my life I'm sorry to say), and didn't seem to understand that IT WAS A SUBCONSCIOUS utterance and nothing more (I could have been talking about anyone).
I's only ever happened once, but one time my eyelashes had crusted over so thickly while I was sleeping that I couldn't open them, and I because was still half asleep and couldn't lift my arms. I thought I had died.
I once went on a youth group holiday and shared a room with a girl who, while awesome and my very good friend, was a bit odd. She slept very lightly and woke up very early in the mornings. I would sleep until minutes before (or after!) we were called to breakfast. So we wouldn't be late, she took to smacking me across the head to wake me up every morning.
I now associate Belgian youth hostels with headache.
I now associate Belgian youth hostels with headache.
You know the wet towel whip?
...Yeah. In the crotch. I sat bolt upright, silently crying and speachless.
Worst thing was it was because my uncle was bored. Well, bored and drunk. So he flicked his teenage nephew in the gonads with a towel while he slept. Yay.
...Yeah. In the crotch. I sat bolt upright, silently crying and speachless.
Worst thing was it was because my uncle was bored. Well, bored and drunk. So he flicked his teenage nephew in the gonads with a towel while he slept. Yay.
My mother is a pretty heavy sleeper, and this one time our former cat required her door-opening expertise so he could go outside to do his cat-business. He vocalized this in due course. My mother, being in that inbetween kind of slumber neatly dreamt that she had gone downstairs to let the animal out. She awoke to the sound of the cat having explosive diarrhea on the bedclothes.Phishfood said:
OT: In a tent. Usually accopanied by the thought 'Fuck. I'm in a tent'. The inside invariably gets drenched by condensation.
Sleeping in a tent at a campground, just a little ways past dawn. I hear a rattling and twigs cracking from one of the nearby cabins. I listen for a bit longer, hear nothing further, and then go back to sleep for a second.
That one second later, I hear a rather frightened-sounding man in the distance.
"...whoaaaaa. That's a BIG *#$&*@% bear."
Yeah. Didn't stay in bed much longer.
That one second later, I hear a rather frightened-sounding man in the distance.
"...whoaaaaa. That's a BIG *#$&*@% bear."
Yeah. Didn't stay in bed much longer.
My sister once came into my room and jabbed me in the ribs while I was right in the middle of a dream involving the beach, some very good scotch, Tifa Lockhart, and Samus Aran.
She knows better now.
She knows better now.
I never had anything too terrible. (at least not compared to what other people are saying)
My dad ran into my room and threw me off the bed. He then handed me a hammer and told me to build a porch.
My dad ran into my room and threw me off the bed. He then handed me a hammer and told me to build a porch.
Probably at an army ex after a long day of patrolling, settling down in a self-dug shellscrape, (read: shallow grave,) under a hutchie in the pouring rain, finished two hours of sentry, looking forward to three hours of sleep, juuuust drifted off...
So anyway engineers deal with batsim, (battle simulation,) things like explosions to simulate artillery strikes and mortars, stuff like that. Basically they thought it'd be funny to see just how close they could set up one of these explosions next to my little hole in the ground. Suffice to say they got it pretty close. If it hadn't been raining I'm pretty sure my hutchie would have caught fire.
Oh and the night I got my dog as a pup I slept on the couch downstairs with her. Woke up in the morning to a foul smell - she had pooed on my chest and was standing by wagging her tail looking very proud of herself. It was very cute.
So anyway engineers deal with batsim, (battle simulation,) things like explosions to simulate artillery strikes and mortars, stuff like that. Basically they thought it'd be funny to see just how close they could set up one of these explosions next to my little hole in the ground. Suffice to say they got it pretty close. If it hadn't been raining I'm pretty sure my hutchie would have caught fire.
Oh and the night I got my dog as a pup I slept on the couch downstairs with her. Woke up in the morning to a foul smell - she had pooed on my chest and was standing by wagging her tail looking very proud of herself. It was very cute.
That's so terrible that you win this thread... And I meant that in the most serious manner possible.Lisolet said:
OT: My little brother walks into my room, repeatedly shaking me and screaming at me that he wanted to play on my PS3, I tried telling him to fuck off, but being as tired as I was, I couldn't muster the energy. He did it for fifteen minutes until I got out of bed, picked him up and placed him outside of my room.