rant.
I want to bash US History on the side of its head. Okay, George Washington jumped in a dingy row boat, froze his ass off, and somehow won the war. WE GET IT.
I am not loving my neighbors at the moment. No at all.
Usually after eating suhr I always try to sleep for at least thirty minutes before starting school or I'll go crazy. So why in the world would any man be singing Sponge Bob Square Pants Theme Song on the top of his lungs to his son? 6 AM in the morning. Their phone rings and rings and BLOODY RINGS. His wife starts yelling at him in Indian. Guess what? He doesn't pick up. Why? BECAUSE HE'S SINGING SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS TOO LOUD TO HEAR A DAMN THING. THAT'S WHY. So the phone rings some more. I'm not sure how the hell I'm hearing all this so clearly, maybe because all their windows are BLOODY OPEN.
On top of that he goes to his other son's room and yells sounding like Apu from The Simpsons, "Wake up! Wake up! You have to go school. Come on. Get up. You're a good boy."
So I mutter, "I'm a good girl, when I get sleep."
By this time I am moaning, utterly pissed off and wide awake.
Guess what happens next?
Their phone starts ringing again.
I am not loving my neighbors at the moment. No at all.
Usually after eating suhr I always try to sleep for at least thirty minutes before starting school or I'll go crazy. So why in the world would any man be singing Sponge Bob Square Pants Theme Song on the top of his lungs to his son? 6 AM in the morning. Their phone rings and rings and BLOODY RINGS. His wife starts yelling at him in Indian. Guess what? He doesn't pick up. Why? BECAUSE HE'S SINGING SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS TOO LOUD TO HEAR A DAMN THING. THAT'S WHY. So the phone rings some more. I'm not sure how the hell I'm hearing all this so clearly, maybe because all their windows are BLOODY OPEN.
On top of that he goes to his other son's room and yells sounding like Apu from The Simpsons, "Wake up! Wake up! You have to go school. Come on. Get up. You're a good boy."
So I mutter, "I'm a good girl, when I get sleep."
By this time I am moaning, utterly pissed off and wide awake.
Guess what happens next?
Their phone starts ringing again.