So my flatemate's boyfriend, Ron, broke up with Laura over the weekend and she was so heartbroken that she stayed at a mates house last night. My sleep is violently disturbed by annoying buzzing sounds that I really did not want in my dreams - it was a very drunken Ron ringing my buzzer continuously until i anwer at 4am this morning!!! I tell him Laura's not home, he mumbles, I ask if he'll be alright, I get no response so I put it down and go back to bed. As I was dozing off he rings it again non stop - hes so drunk he can hardly speak. I keep telling him she's not home and even offer him a lift home but he cant answer - he's far too pissed. And this goes on until 5am when i take the buzzer off the hook.
Someone lets him in the gate at 5:30 then he's at the door until I answer the door. Ok - its 5:30 in the morning - this guy has had me up and down my stairs for an hour and a half, he says "Hey", barges past me, upstairs and into her bed...!!!!!
WTF????!!!!
The more I have tried to define myself, the less I am able to fit the mould of labels & fall under categories without exceptions. This is a day-by-day observation of my life. I care little of what others think of me. I yearn for travel, adventure and to become completely absorbed in new cultures and lifestyles in order to understand why and how people make the choices they do.
Showing posts with label early hours. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009
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