Normal People
I have to get out of Chicago...NOW. As if everything else that has happened to me in the last 24 hours was not enough it gets worse.....
I decided to come back to my apartment in the city instead of going back to my parents place for tonight since my flight got cancelled today and I obviously was not spending the night at the airport. Megan and Adam are here. Megan and Adam did her Laundry. We were all sitting around talking and we start to hear loud banging from upstairs and we didn't know why. So Adam got up and took a dvd and hit the cieling back. A couple minutes later this girl from upstairs came downstairs to yell at us for being loud. A couple months ago she told us we were too loud so we stopped playing music and watching the tv loudly after 1am. She came up this time to tell me that she can here us walking around and talking and that it's 4am and we should not be awake. She told me that most normal people are sleeping at 4am. I told her that that is fine but I'm not sleeping right now even though most normal people are. Then she said well all the normal people in this building go to sleep at 4am and I shouldn't be up making noises. She asked me if I had read my lease. I told her that i'm pretty sure it didnt say that I need to sleep when everyone else does. Then she yelled at me and was like alright well I'll just go tell her myself then. Oh she also told me I should move out of the building.
Her by the way is Laura the woman who works at the place that owns this building. She came into our apartment once and looked around like we had crazy things going on and were on loads of crack lying around. Unfortunetly for these normal people my apartment in Chicago is completely normal. Other than my sleeping schedule being different nothing else is. Our apartment is super clean. We don't have stuff tacked all over the walls...basically it sucks. It's super boring, we never have anyone over, I've only drinkin like 4 times the whole time I've been here myself, and I just don't know what to do. Also there are alot of people in this building that are not like her. There are all kinds of college kids that have parties with lots of beer, and there is even a band that lives on the first floor and I'm sure they wouldn't yell at us for being awake at 4am on a Friday night. It's Friday night.
In the real world different people live in different ways and eat, sleep, and fuck at different times and that is there own business, and everyone gets along just fine. I have no problem trying to be quieter but I didn't realize that talking and walking around was making that much noise and she waited a couple of months to tell us this so I don't see what else I could have been doing.
I never really want to come back to this city ever again but I'm going to have to and I don't know what to do.
I decided to come back to my apartment in the city instead of going back to my parents place for tonight since my flight got cancelled today and I obviously was not spending the night at the airport. Megan and Adam are here. Megan and Adam did her Laundry. We were all sitting around talking and we start to hear loud banging from upstairs and we didn't know why. So Adam got up and took a dvd and hit the cieling back. A couple minutes later this girl from upstairs came downstairs to yell at us for being loud. A couple months ago she told us we were too loud so we stopped playing music and watching the tv loudly after 1am. She came up this time to tell me that she can here us walking around and talking and that it's 4am and we should not be awake. She told me that most normal people are sleeping at 4am. I told her that that is fine but I'm not sleeping right now even though most normal people are. Then she said well all the normal people in this building go to sleep at 4am and I shouldn't be up making noises. She asked me if I had read my lease. I told her that i'm pretty sure it didnt say that I need to sleep when everyone else does. Then she yelled at me and was like alright well I'll just go tell her myself then. Oh she also told me I should move out of the building.
Her by the way is Laura the woman who works at the place that owns this building. She came into our apartment once and looked around like we had crazy things going on and were on loads of crack lying around. Unfortunetly for these normal people my apartment in Chicago is completely normal. Other than my sleeping schedule being different nothing else is. Our apartment is super clean. We don't have stuff tacked all over the walls...basically it sucks. It's super boring, we never have anyone over, I've only drinkin like 4 times the whole time I've been here myself, and I just don't know what to do. Also there are alot of people in this building that are not like her. There are all kinds of college kids that have parties with lots of beer, and there is even a band that lives on the first floor and I'm sure they wouldn't yell at us for being awake at 4am on a Friday night. It's Friday night.
In the real world different people live in different ways and eat, sleep, and fuck at different times and that is there own business, and everyone gets along just fine. I have no problem trying to be quieter but I didn't realize that talking and walking around was making that much noise and she waited a couple of months to tell us this so I don't see what else I could have been doing.
I never really want to come back to this city ever again but I'm going to have to and I don't know what to do.