so last night, i for once managed to get to bed at a reasonable time, and feeling sufficiently intelligent after reading a chapter of an argh! awful scary future novel, i happily fell asleep to the sounds of led zeppelin.
*FAST FORWARD 2 HOURS*
i am horrifically woken up by what i can only call, the sounds of hell. i.e. Outkast - Hey Ya. The bass filled my room, the 'hey ya's filled my ears, sick filled my stomach. i lay in bed for a while, thinking 'fucking italian cunts' (some of you may remember back to my sleeping issues during the world cup).
When they played the Pussycat dolls, that was the last straw and i left my room. and realised IT WAS THE RESTAURANT BELOW US (that also rent to us) making all the noise. so i went outside, down the stairs, out into the yard, looked in the windows, where, i was confronted with a full on fucking restaurant party, complete with dj and swinging naff lights. i proceeded to bang on the window, attempting to sign 'I, live upstairs, UPSTAIRS! i'm trying to sleep, i live UPSTAIIIIIIIIRS'
the manager came out and said it was his leaving do, i asked when it was meant to go on till, he looked at me and said '3'................ i looked back at him and said 'well. SOME of us have WORK tomorrow, i can appreciate that it's your leaving do, i'm sorry you're going, but..... it's monday night. it's nearly 2am. we're trying to sleep'
he said they'd turn it off at 2. they didn't. but, they did turn it down. i hate them.
however, i think what offended me most was the dj set.
To quote my flatmate 'i can't believe they hired a dj to play a set of the most obvious songs ever. we've got this collection between us, and we hate this shit. what a bunch of stupid pillocks'