Have you ever reached that stage in your life where you hate everything and everyone? Where you’ve dealt with so much crap in the past few days, that you can’t deal with life anymore and reach a breakdown? I’ve tried being strong and carrying on, but being strong isn’t natural for me. It all gets too much and I can’t cope anymore.
Dear next door neighbour,
It would have been nice for you to warn me, that you were going to have work done to your house. I live next door to you, the walls are very thin and I can hear EVERYTHING. I can hear when you are hammering and I can hear when you are drilling. To top it all off, the work started at 8:30am this morning. It is one of my days off of university and I was looking forward to having a lie in after a whole day of coursework yesterday, but no, how can you sleep through all of that banging?
Even though I am pissed off, my cat is TERRIFIED, which is making me even more annoyed. She can’t settle down, because every time she tries to, you start drilling and she starts running around the house, really scared, trying to find a safe place to hide. There is no place in my house, where you can’t hear the work being done to your house, so in relation to that, she actually has no safe place to hide. You can’t sit a cat down and say “Hey, calm down, it’s just next door, deciding to make loads of noise at a RIDICULOUS time in the morning,” and therefore she remains very alert and scared.
I didn’t think it would be that difficult for you to knock on my door and warn us, but obviously it was a big problem for you. We’re not nasty people. But we may turn nasty if this carries on!
Today is not going very well for me. I had to catch a train at 7:25am to get to university, to study a complimentary course, which I’m not even interested in! I finally found the classroom, after many different flights of stairs and then had no clue about anything to do with the lesson!
After that ONE lesson finished it was time for me to do the train journey all over again.
I found my platform and sat eating some lunch, thinking my train was half hour away. During this time a spider fell out of my hair and onto my phone that I was holding!
I waited for the train but it didn’t arrive. I realised it was 2 and a half hours away, not half away! I had gone to the complete wrong platform. I legged it to the right platform and my train was just about to leave the station, so I jumped right on. Let’s hope I’ve got the right train!