war with the girl next door

remember silent policewoman from the name brigade? well let me update.

first of all there was that whole episode during finals week.

it was about eleven twenty at night and me and miss rabbit couldn't sleep so we just started talking as we lay in our beds. ten minutes of talking and some giggling (we were not that loud, just our normal indoor voices) there came soft knocks at our door.

we were startled. miss rabbit peeked through the peep hole and gasped

its the girl next door!

and jumped back on her bed. the knocks stopped once we quieted down. for moments we just lay there outraged by the audacity of this girl. of course you may threaten to go tell someone to shut up but you don't carry it out. it is just not done. obviously silent policewoman was unaware of this unspoken rule.

and we were honestly not being loud! and eleven twenty is not late in dorm time. that whole incident just rubbed us the wrong way.

so the silent policewoman lives in a single room next to my side and on her other side is an empty room. and guess what. the side she has her huge stereo speakers against is my side, not the side that shares a wall with the empty room!

so everyday, unfailingly, she blares her hard core metal music. the bass resounds out the window, out her door, and through the wall. it ricochets off of our walls and pounds into our brains. sometimes, we retaliate (i know, i know). occasionally i blast some rock music. but that is only to muffle the sound of her music. which i shouldn't even be hearing.

and once when i was putting away my clothes, opening and closing my drawers repeatedly (maybe a slight bit forcefully, only a slight!) she started banging her drawers shut too! what a biotch!

me and miss rabbit absolutely hate her. she is not considerate or respectful. we have recently decided to take the higher road and be the bigger person. the next time she blasts her music at an inconvenient time for us, we will tattle.

don't you just love it

don't you just love it when you went to bed early, and are in the midst of a really deep and peaceful sleep?

don't you just love it when at 3:30 in the morning you are awakened by screaming people outside your dorm window?

so friday morning, that is exactly what happened. drunk and obnoxious people carousing below my window. their conversation went something like this:

boy a: (bellowing) damn! i love weed!

boy b: (bellowing back) hey you, are you smoking weed?

boy a: hell yes i am!

girls a and b: ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha (snorting high pitched laughing)

as the smell of weed drifts through my open window.
just one of the joys of dorm life.