Saturday, February 02, 2002

 

So it’s 11pm… and I told Chad I would be in bed by now… and I have to get up at some odd time tomorrow so I can go to church… but my suitemates are not cooperating. Really not cooperating. It’s not the yelling… I can deal with the yelling. It’s not even the loud music… I can deal with that. It’s the fact that one of them has brought a guy up here, and I can hear them through the wall. Don’t get me wrong… I’m not a prude, and I try not to butt into people’s personal lives. I don’t care what my suitemates do with their significant others… or anyone else for that matter. That’s their business… but I shouldn’t have to deal with it. That means I shouldn’t have to A) listen to the dadgum dorm beds squeak B) hear the moaning and screaming that usually accompanies squeaky beds or C) step out of the shower to find a guy in my bathroom brushing his teeth. And yet, a few minutes ago when I got out of the shower, there was a guy in the bathroom… and I can hear them now… and it’s just disturbing. I don’t care if they have sex up here… I just want them to be a little quieter…

At least it’s not my roommate (like freshman year)… I guess things could always be worse, eh?

Oh good… they finished :-)

posted by Deedee 11:32 PM