Somebody hold my mule!
Lawd, it looks like I'm going to have some interesting neighbors this year. The girls down the hall seem to have an endless supply of jerkish frat-boy friends (there's one puking loudly in the bathroom next to me as I type--arrrgggghhhh) and several others talking quite loudly for 3am in the hallway just outside my door. I did go out and nicely (really!) ask them to keep the conversation down to a whisper level since I can hear everything going on both in and outside of the restroom and it's the middle of the night, to which they seemed to take offense and copped a bit of an attitude, which, in turn, has pissed me the hell off.
Having enjoyed my share of partying, I hate having to be reduced to the roll of nagging senior, and maybe all this bitching is just a byproduct of my old age, but come on! These blokes don't even live here, we do have quiet hours even on the weekend, and, most importantly, I live here and they don't, so drop the fucking attitude! A lot of other students would have simply picked up the phone and called campus police, cloaked in anonymity. Campus po would not be so friendly to drunk male guests at this hour. Damn Harvard (probably--I could feel the sense the sense of entitlement radiating from them) assholes.
Having enjoyed my share of partying, I hate having to be reduced to the roll of nagging senior, and maybe all this bitching is just a byproduct of my old age, but come on! These blokes don't even live here, we do have quiet hours even on the weekend, and, most importantly, I live here and they don't, so drop the fucking attitude! A lot of other students would have simply picked up the phone and called campus police, cloaked in anonymity. Campus po would not be so friendly to drunk male guests at this hour. Damn Harvard (probably--I could feel the sense the sense of entitlement radiating from them) assholes.