So I couldn't get to sleep at all last night. I think I ended up dozing off sometime around 8AM... though I had been laying in my bed trying to get to sleep since 4. Must have been that 3 hour nap I took from 9 to midnight. :) I swear, my sleeping schedule has gotten so messed up this week.At approximately 10:30AM, the stupid goddamned cleaning lady knocks on the door and invites herself in to clean the suite bathroom. She's supposed to alternate sides every week so that she's not coming in on the same side and waking up people who don't have class until 5PM, but no-ooo! I think that's just too difficult for her to remember. Then she starts having a conversation with maitenance guy out in the hallway, when she can totally see me trying to sleep! Bitch! SO LOUD!!! And she turned on all the freaking lights in the ROOM!! Why does she need those on? Clean the bathroom and GO, wench!!! So around 11, she's done, and I attempt to go back to my much needed sleep.
Then it happens. 12:30PM. A rumble next door....
"You fucking bitch!!! You fucking whore!! Why? WHY? What the fuck is your fucking problem?! I HATE YOU!!! YOU FUCKING BITCH!!! I told you personal things, and you fucking fuck everything up with all my friends!!! Why? WHY?!?! NO! Don't run away from this you fucking bitch!! I HATE YOU!!!!!!!! FUUUUUCKK!!!"
These same phrases are repeated many a'times, and let me tell you... I'm awake now. I don't want to miss anything. :) The suitemates are getting down to business. Vengeance is sweet.
I hear the one being yelled at try to leave the room, but the one yelling follows her out into the hallway, not letting her get on the elevator, screaming at her all the while with the same phrases. But this time, she adds the ever pleasant, "You need psychological help you fucking whore!! Fucking HELP!!!" Ah yes. I've never met either one of my suitemates officially, but they sound like a frisky bunch.
