visionfromacrash

So, last night the people above us were fucking again. Imagine that this is close to 3 in the morning.

First, let me point out two things: Their squeaking is loud, and they didn't stop when I threw a soccer ball up against the ceiling. That, and they really don't have rhythm. They kind of suck.

So, I print out this little gem, and put it on their door:

"Dear 3xx- Please note that we can hear you and your nightly activities. We request that you please keep it down during quiet hours, as it disrupts our sleep. Thank you, and have a nice day."

A few times, someone came down and wandered the hall, probably trying to see if they could figure out who was awake. The girl, however, went and just stared at my door from the hallway. It was creepy, but if it gets them to stop, its worth it.

Since I started my job again, the sleep schedule is fucked up, but I don't mind. What I do mind is the statistics TA I have. My lecturer is awesome, but the TA is a little jackass.

I was going to have photos of my all gothed out again, but the guy who took them made it all blurry. Oh well, better luck next time.

Recent bands I've enjoyed listening to:
Mon Frere
Ninja High School
She Wants Revenge (Courtesy of the lovely Lexie)
The Management

Check em out, folks.