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It's three in the morning and I'm the only one awake in this drunk hostel.
So get this: I go to bed around midnight, intending on waking up early. I'm in a 10 bed hostel room. Some couple walks in quietly, but soon begins to fight in the back of the room. They both seem like they're in a shitty mood, but they soon go to sleep. An hour later, a large group of people walk in, completely drunk, thus entirely unaware that there's people trying to sleep. They turn on the lights, start making obnoxious comments at each other, start slapping each other, and to make it all worse, my ipod battery decides to die right at the moment. The guy who had gone to bed earlier starts telling them to shut up or whatever, and the drunk girl yells SORRY at him and the whole group starts giggling. This conflict ensues until it's a full blown battle, with guys from both group going, mate, you call my girl a cunt? You said that mate? What are you going to do, hit my girl, mate? They accuse each other of being obnoxious Austrailians, until they both realize that they're all British, from Manchester actually. One girl goes, I'm British, you wanker! And to make it all the more surreal, the guy next to me is a gay British guy, who introduces himself as Albert. I try to pretend... that I'm not going to get involved, even though they totally half-woke me up and are now screaming at each other. This goes on for awhile, and now they're asleep, except for a couple who just walked in, and they're making out. So I'm downstairs in the lobby messing with the computer.
OH GOD.