Worst case scenario...

Brief recap of an incident that took place on Friday. Picture this ordinary event. I walk into my room at around 1900 hours, turn on the light and decide it's best to close my curtains as I am about to change my clothes. That's when disaster struck. I realized there were eight beady little black eyes attached to a big hairy spider looking at me --no joke, as big as my hand. I FLIPPED out. I ran upstairs to ask one of my friends Maddie (the girl who helped me get rid of the cockroach) if she knew if it was poisonous or not. She said it sounded like it was a Huntsman which apparently are harmless but are still very intimidating because of their size. Just to confirm I called Boyd...he just laughed. Long story short, he thought it would be funny to call the two duty RA's to come to my room. When they got here, I passed them in the hallway and they were like are you in room 17? I was so embarrassed. One of the girls got some bug spray and sprayed it. The spider freaked out and started to run across the window. At this point, myself and the other RA ran into the hallway (there was no squealing). The RA said the spider ran out a hole in the screen. After they left I took two actions. (1) I sealed and locked my windows and closed my curtains using my tennis racket. (2) Because I didn't actually see the spider leave, I scanned my room (from a distance of course). I somehow managed to sleep fine that night, although, I did pull my bed another foot away from the wall in each direction.