May 25, 2007 21:37
...but not for partying under my window!
Geees. I feel like I am living in a dormitory lately.
My young (new) neighbour to the left throws parties every weekend. Because it's hot my wnidow is open, and because it's hot I keep my curtains closed. So here I am. Feeling like there are standing guys in my room, burping, screaming, and laughing about shit. From time to time you can hear shitty music "yeeeeeeah turn it louder" and that "uh, uh" - bitch ICQ sound. At least it's like they're standing on my balkony.
I feel like a grumpy old woman, but I wouldn't be bothered if the dorks were pretty, talking about great music or tell jokes I could laugh about. (not or, and! )
It could be so simple.
They keep on bumping on the balustrade and listen to chartmusic. Fuck it, I am caught in the "It's summer in Krefeld so let the shitheads out" hell.
I ordered food (again!), hope this Indiancurrychicken thing plus watching SATC for the 5th time while eating it, will comfort me.
I just don't want to drink another beer. I am barely awake from my nap.