Sonntag, 12. August 2007
So much for the afterglow
Last semester I had a little routine with the neighbors downstairs. They would blare their ass-base late at night and I would call the phase office and complain. Shortly after said complaint, the noise would cease. The routine has just begun again. Oddly and sickly, I always felt bad about calling and reporting my neighbors. I mean, I have no problem with their parties, or with their wanting to have drunken fun on the weekends. Shouldn't I be more sympathetic to my peers? Shouldn't I be down there with them? No to all of the above. I do have a problem with the copious amounts of base, however. Why? Because even the best earplugs cannot tune it out. It is more than a noise -- it is a vibration that shakes my floor and walls. Dear god I hate college students. I hate their drunken parties, I hate the way they often take a relaxed view on education ("Why are you here?" To make more money.), I hate the shallowness I see all over. (and I 'ate the mess he left on the floor. You heard me.) I want to move out, I want to live in a real apartment. I want neighbors who respect the sound barrier. I guess I am asking for too much of my fellow 'man'.
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Cry. Believe me, I can relate. I've spent the past few days desperately searching for a single apartment that will allow pets. I'm so tired of people. And no single apartments exist that aren't massively expensive. I'm now hoping a friend will join me at that same place (2 bedroom, tho) with a single lease, seeing as I really really don't want to move into Knights Krossing - a slightly prettier version of the hell I live in now, that also will not allow me to get a dog.Best of luck with the routine :)
Cry. Believe me, I can relate. I've spent the past few days desperately searching for a single apartment that will allow pets. I'm so tired of people. And no single apartments exist that aren't massively expensive. I'm now hoping a friend will join me at that same place (2 bedroom, tho) with a single lease, seeing as I really really don't want to move into Knights Krossing - a slightly prettier version of the hell I live in now, that also will not allow me to get a dog.Best of luck with the routine :)
With any luck I will be able to move into a quieter version of rental-doom soon. Unfortunately, living in a place like this is just cheaper all around for me. Harmpf. *sigh* This wouldn't be an issue if college students weren't so...stereotypically irrational, loud, obnoxious and stupid. I hope these people don't plan to breed and spread the demon seed. ^_^ And best of luck to you on your apartment hunt!
I just wanted to let you know that you're not alone in these kinds of thoughts. I can completely relate to what you said about hating college students. Education should be a priority, not a social life. The partying is ridiculous...and even if people aren't out to get drunk every night, I still find that most people who live around here are here for social reasons and getting an education and a degree is just an added bonus.
I'm glad that I am not the only one who is amazed at these 'people'. The conversations that I overhear in my classes are much of the same - who partied with who, who slept with who, who got the most drunk, etc etc. I wish that earning a degree was more of a task. *smile* I guess all one can really do is take it with a grain of salt.
I wonder if you'll be buying a rifle as well, after you get your apartment and realize that those new neighbors are just as bad. :)But seriously, I hope this semester is better for you.
unfortunately, of course, it doesn't end with college. dignam and i live above a trio of fratboys turned stockbrokers who are entirely too into their stereo--the speakers for which are psoitioned directly under my bed. they like to blast it for an hour or so every weekend, and they tend to choose the hours between 3 and 4 a.m. dignam went down there once and they said they wanted the live experience--of ac/dc no less. and we have called the cops on them--three times--and i don't really care about being the crabby old man figure. i feel more bad that the cops have to break up a "party" of three people. :-)
Hmm. Either a rifle, or various forms of strange pranks. Heh. Yes, apartment living is no fun when you cannot control the noise level of your neighbors. And thank you. ^_^
Ah, the dreaded "I can't get past the fun I had in my youth, so I am going to recreate it for the rest of my life" folk. They scare me. And they are neither cool nor amusing -- but just try telling them this. :-) I would have (and do have) no problem what so ever playing the grumpy old-man role - I will even dress the part if I thought it would get my point across better.
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