I'm Young, I Know, but Even so...
Today I had a headache. Headache's make you act stupid. Like when I came out of Starbucks and decided to put my scalding hot cup of coffee in my purse, that was stupid. The only thing I got out of the deal was a burned finger, coffee stained purse, and the realization that the $3.16 i just spent on a coffee was now floating around in the bottom of my purse. I didn't even realize I was doing it until my finger started hurting. I am a failure.
Today I got my first ever noise complaint! Apparently Johnny Cash is neither welcomed or enjoyed in the Brentwood. I must admit, I am a little disappointed that I didn't get a noise complaint for making loud bird noises or for something of the likes. Apparently the guy who made the complaint is a professor at Acadia University who has been labeled as "eccentric." I think he's neurotic and neeeds to learn the rules here. Some of these rules are:
Baby shaking is legal and tolerated in this building
jamming on your electric guitar is permitted at any point in the night
P. Pisser is allowed to vomit, pee, or deficate at any desired location
Any outlandish behavior will be permitted unless resulting in death or assault.
Sure, some of these are exaggerations but I find it a little silly that our Russian neighbors could scream consistently and still have an apartment. Is anyone in this world excited for Christmas? I am not. I mean, i'm excited to see all my friends who are coming home, but other than that, nah. I just want exams over so I can sleep all day and not feel guilty.
BUT, I am ridiculously excited about a few things that are brewing in the near future. These things may or may not work out , either way, I hope so.
Despite the fact that certain things are looking good, others are still the same, barfy, grossness that has been looming for over a month. I wish I could just stop worrying about people thinking less or me, or even people hating me. I am so concerned with pleasing everyone that I forget that I need to do things for myself.
The easiest thing would be for someone to just give me one million dollars.
Today I had a headache. Headache's make you act stupid. Like when I came out of Starbucks and decided to put my scalding hot cup of coffee in my purse, that was stupid. The only thing I got out of the deal was a burned finger, coffee stained purse, and the realization that the $3.16 i just spent on a coffee was now floating around in the bottom of my purse. I didn't even realize I was doing it until my finger started hurting. I am a failure.
Today I got my first ever noise complaint! Apparently Johnny Cash is neither welcomed or enjoyed in the Brentwood. I must admit, I am a little disappointed that I didn't get a noise complaint for making loud bird noises or for something of the likes. Apparently the guy who made the complaint is a professor at Acadia University who has been labeled as "eccentric." I think he's neurotic and neeeds to learn the rules here. Some of these rules are:
Baby shaking is legal and tolerated in this building
jamming on your electric guitar is permitted at any point in the night
P. Pisser is allowed to vomit, pee, or deficate at any desired location
Any outlandish behavior will be permitted unless resulting in death or assault.
Sure, some of these are exaggerations but I find it a little silly that our Russian neighbors could scream consistently and still have an apartment. Is anyone in this world excited for Christmas? I am not. I mean, i'm excited to see all my friends who are coming home, but other than that, nah. I just want exams over so I can sleep all day and not feel guilty.
BUT, I am ridiculously excited about a few things that are brewing in the near future. These things may or may not work out , either way, I hope so.
Despite the fact that certain things are looking good, others are still the same, barfy, grossness that has been looming for over a month. I wish I could just stop worrying about people thinking less or me, or even people hating me. I am so concerned with pleasing everyone that I forget that I need to do things for myself.
The easiest thing would be for someone to just give me one million dollars.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home