43 hours without any sleep
43 hours of studying my ass off to hand in projects
43 hours of coffee
43 hours without any food
43 hours hearing the neighbour upstairs play his guitar
43 hours of sitting on an uncomfortable chair
43 hours staring at my laptop

After 43 hours staying awake, I finally slept at 3am this morning only to wake up at 6am, then again at 9am, then again at 11am to take my medication, then finally got outta bed at 2pm.

11 hours of sleeping for being awake for 43 hours?

That’s not right! I’m relaxing today, no studying AT ALL. Just me, the sofa, DVD’s and the occasional internet breaks.

I’m still tired *sigh*

So it’s 4:28am as I’m typing this. The guy upstairs has his windows open, I can hear his music word for word (REALLY LOUD), there are bangs like he (and maybe others) and jumping up and down like those Indie/Rock weirdo’s do!

I cannot stand it! I’m ready to scream!!!!!

I thought of calling the Police but it’s now 4:30am and I’m in my PJ’s and my apartment is messy and I know they’d come and talk to me and I don’t really like the idea of police beeble in my apartment @ this time.

So… my solution? In 4 hours when the building management come to the building (they work 8-5pm), I’m going to go see him and complain. I can’t take much more!

IT’S 4:30 FUCKING AM AND HE’S PLAYING GUITAR, SINGING AND JUMPING UP & DOWN!!!!!!!!!

Doesn’t he have any respect for his neighbours? Those who have a week left until they know if they graduate or not and are studying their ass off to make sure they do?!?!?!?!?!

GOD DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today has been annoyingly cold, seriously! I never normally put the heating on because I hate it when it’s too stuffy & you feel like you can’t breathe and then I start getting migranes and feel like I wanna vomit.

But anyway, I woke up and I was shivering! Oh My Frikin God it was cold! I had to put on fluffy socks, a sweater, baggy pants and wrap a blanket over me… then switched the heating on and sat next to it until I de-frosted lol

I was out at my grandfather’s house earlier, taking a break from studying and I was so cold that I made Chewy the doggy sit on my lap and I was hugging him so his fur would keep me warm hahahaha

On my way home, it started raining really bad & I didn’t have a jacket… but I did have my trusty umbrella… so trusty that it broke and blew away half way down the street!

Once again, I’m freezing cold & wet from this terrible weather *sigh*

+ to lie in bed all weekend without having to leave except to the bathroom and the fridge for food
+ to get a huge weight lifted off my shoulders
+ to not worry about deadlines for at least a month or two
+ to stop waking up at 6am to study all day and not sleep til 1am
+ to actually have a day when I’m not studying
+ to talk on the phone call day long with my friends
+ to catch up on all the blogger gossip & comment back
+ to watch some movies
+ to celebrate my friends engagement with her
+ to live again

I’m just too tired

…. I cannot stand them!

I needed to get some food for the apartment, so I headed to my local supermarket which is like not even 5 mins away by walking. So I grabbed a basket as I walked in and walked around picking up bits as I went along. I was being good, sticking to the food I have to eat, walking past the food I’m not allowed to eat anymore.

The thing I hate most is that when your basket gets heavy, no one is around to carry it for you! They don’t have trolley’s in the supermarket near me which is annoying but it’s because it’s a Sainsbury’s Local and not a huge one. So yah…. walking around, my arms are nearly falling off, basket in both hands and I’m walking like a penguin pushing past people who get in my way…. and that’s when I start getting moody. I hate shopping when it’s busy, I’d rather shop someone where there is hardly any people around!

So I’m waiting to pay now, I have to wait 10 minutes in a queue and then the dude starts packing my bags (which is always good since I hate that bit) and I get my wallet out and he wants £14.32 and I grab my change.

Walking home, I’m singing a song in my head, wondering where on earth the burning smell in the air is coming from…. then…

IT STARTS RAINING!

Not spitting tiny lil droplets of rain, but a huge down pour of rain which instantaneously makes me all wet. I did have an umbrella in my handbag, but how would I manage to balance 4 heavy bags along with that?! So yah, I got home and had to throw all my clothes into the washing machine and dry my hair *sniffles*

On the fun side, I have tons of food @ home now! I bought:

Lettuce
Homous
Sirlon Steak
Omega-3 Wholemeal Bread
A can of diet coke
A sandwich for lunch
Omega-3 Eggs
Turkey Meat for Sandwiches
Potatoes
Ice Cream
Salad Dressing
2 x Peach Flavoured Water

I wish someone gave me that warning when I moved into my apartment at the beginning of the year. I’ve been living here for 8 months and my neighbour is driving me insane! When I first moved in, there was hardly anyone in the building as it was recently developed.. then HE turned up around 3-4 months ago!

I was woken up at 4am one morning with huge banging coming from upstairs, I thought furniture was getting thrown around or someone was having really hot sex and seriously I couldn’t sleep! All I heard was THUMP THUMP BANG BANG, I didn’t wanna get outta bed and walk to his apartment cause I’m a scaredy cat. Anyhoo, in the last month or so, the noise has got worse. 2am and electric guitars are playing at full blast, jumping up and down and screaming.

When the concierge dude of my building was washing my windows (there is no frikin way I’m hanging outside of a window!) I asked him who the guy upstairs was because he makes so much noise. He told me that he is a Record Producer and that he has a studio upstairs, along with bands coming and going, I’ve seen a few limo’s @ my building too so I guess he explains it

But seriously, 2-5am making that sorta noise?! A girl needs her sleep y’know!

Tonight I was almost screaming, sure it’s not whatever time in the morning, but it’s “night time” and you don’t wanna hear tons of guys jumping up and down, singing and playing guitar while you’re trying to study (or eat, watch TV, sleep and relax!). Why can’t be sound proof his apartment?! or find somewhere else to play with his toys?!

Maybe one day I’ll have the courage to tell him to shut the fuck up!