ugh

Steph just asked politely...to no avail. 2 stupid room mates (not Immanuel...cause he's too considerate) and 3 drunk random guys. This is obnoxious. I want a house. Not a dorm. Not a shared flat. A house. With quiet. I can handle street noise. I can't handle drunken idiots.

are you kidding me?

It is 2:52 am here right now. Neither Steph nor I can even come close to sleeping thanks to our drunken room mates (+ friends) going crazy downstairs. Last night the party went until 2 but tonight there is no end in sight considering they just got back from the bars. I have no clue who's down there but this is so obnoxious. I just want to sleep. But I won't say anything...you know me. Im passive-aggressive. Last night, I just waited until the loudest one (who conveniently has a room downstairs next to the kitchen) was asleep and went down and looked for a late-night snack...being extra loud. It must've worked considering they woke up and came out to go to the bathroom. Is that being mean? Anti-productive? Being one of them? Oh well I suppose. It's 2:57. And they're yelling. Anything sounds justified right about now for those drunken idiots.