Well, at least my days aren't boring
I'm sitting here on my neighbor's laptop occupying myself while I wait for any flatmate to come home so that I can go into my flat.
So where are my keys, you wonder? They got thrown down a grate by an irate autistic child when he was in the process of destroying my classroom...ripping tops of of tables, throwing whatever he could find and kicking in doors and radiators.
The trigger that upset him? He chose cake for pudding and didn't want it. He wasn't allowed to choose a second pudding.
But he did learn that he's not getting what he wants by destroying the classroom, so VICTORY IS MINE!
Anyway, it all had to happen on the night my ex-flatmate kidnapped me to see La Cage aux Folles (GREAT show!) and both current flatmates are out. So it's now 12:30 and I have to be up in 5 hours and I still can't even get to my bed.
It's all good. And yay for cool neighbors that let me sit in their living room while they sleep and use their laptop!
So where are my keys, you wonder? They got thrown down a grate by an irate autistic child when he was in the process of destroying my classroom...ripping tops of of tables, throwing whatever he could find and kicking in doors and radiators.
The trigger that upset him? He chose cake for pudding and didn't want it. He wasn't allowed to choose a second pudding.
But he did learn that he's not getting what he wants by destroying the classroom, so VICTORY IS MINE!
Anyway, it all had to happen on the night my ex-flatmate kidnapped me to see La Cage aux Folles (GREAT show!) and both current flatmates are out. So it's now 12:30 and I have to be up in 5 hours and I still can't even get to my bed.
It's all good. And yay for cool neighbors that let me sit in their living room while they sleep and use their laptop!