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Sep. 12th, 2009 12:06 amOh, fuck.
It's Friday night. At Queen's. In Leggett.
I am so dead. All I want to do is go to sleep, but that's kind of hard when there is a party going on in the room right beside me.
Arrrgh, how did I not foresee this? Of course people are going to be stupid. Of course they're going to be loud and rowdy and teenagers in general. Queen's is a part school.
If I don't post after this, it's because I've thrown myself out of my (admittedly nice) window, trying to get some peace and quiet.
It's Friday night. At Queen's. In Leggett.
I am so dead. All I want to do is go to sleep, but that's kind of hard when there is a party going on in the room right beside me.
Arrrgh, how did I not foresee this? Of course people are going to be stupid. Of course they're going to be loud and rowdy and teenagers in general. Queen's is a part school.
If I don't post after this, it's because I've thrown myself out of my (admittedly nice) window, trying to get some peace and quiet.
