OK ...not that soon.

Student life has its ups and downs. It seems that some people concentrate on the ups and others on the down. I try my best to see my half empty glass as half full but it's not always easy. It's ten past four in the morning I am sitting in my room listening to what can only be described as a fucking racket. One of my fellow flatmates has become friendly with a girl from upstairs and she is unable to have a conversation without wailing like a banshee. She also has a habit of behaving as if it is 4pm in the afternoon and thinks nothing of calling from one side of the flat to the other and basically it comes down to her not having a thought about the other people who actually pay money to live in this flat and who not unreasonably would like to get some kip every now and then. The problem is that I am having difficulty deciding who I should be most annoyed with; the banshee or the flatmate who hasn't told her to shut the hell up because some people may be trying to sleep. You're probably not thinking well what about the other people in the flat, but now that I have mentioned it you probably are so I will explain... I live with vampires. Everyone knows that vampires don't like daylight, sleep all day and party all night but these are vampires with added extras - they don't like cleaning their own mess and something happens if the alcohol in their blood falls below a certain level. I don't know what because it has never happened. I used to think I was lazy but these guys are unwordably lazy. One of them has not left the flat for four months. The last time was to go downstairs to pick up the take-away. He has managed to avoid repeating this mammoth task by agreeing to pay for someone else's take-away as long as they go down to the main door to pick it up. But that's their problem not mine. When I say 'I'm off to bed lads see you tomorrow night' they respond with 'Goodnight Lawdent. Sweet dreams'. And I go to bed safe in the knowledge that they will spend the night in their individual rooms typing away to fat Americans on the internet. Quietly. Yes I can ask her to be quiet. Yes I can wear ear plugs. Yes I can have a word with him before bed tomorrow night. Yes I know it doesn't happen often and yes I love the guys like brothers but it's ten past four in the fucking morning!