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I really dislike living next to the lounge in my dorm.
Dislike is an understatement. I fail to see how I can express my distaste without using curse words. You see? I really fucking hate living next to the lounge. BINGO!
And I ask them to quiet down a little bit. They do. But five minutes later, they get louder again. It's not like I can get up and just go, "All right! Everybody out! I have to wake up at seven in the morning so YOU guys have to go somewhere else. My walls are thin and you are keeping me awake."
Wait. Actually. . . I think I can.
But I'm not. I'm going to get some reading done so I can wake up a bit later. If they aren't done by three thirty, then I'll ask them to leave. baaaaah.
Dislike is an understatement. I fail to see how I can express my distaste without using curse words. You see? I really fucking hate living next to the lounge. BINGO!
And I ask them to quiet down a little bit. They do. But five minutes later, they get louder again. It's not like I can get up and just go, "All right! Everybody out! I have to wake up at seven in the morning so YOU guys have to go somewhere else. My walls are thin and you are keeping me awake."
Wait. Actually. . . I think I can.
But I'm not. I'm going to get some reading done so I can wake up a bit later. If they aren't done by three thirty, then I'll ask them to leave. baaaaah.