Things that don't rock my world
Ok, I live in a very quiet flat except for the occasional poorly played violin I have to endure from one of my neighbors. Everyone is really nice but we pretty much keep to ourselves, which is the way I like it. So I am sitting in my room trying to write my paper ( its about 1am on a wednesday) and all of a sudden Celion Dion starts blaring through the walls, why I ask you why? It sounds like they are in the kitchen drinking to that retched 'all by myself song'. Oh and as I write this the plot thickens. They guy that lives above me who by the way has some very interesting nocturnal behaviors, starts to bump house music to the point that my desk is shaking. I bet that its god trying to tell me not to write this lame ass paper.