my neighbour thinks he owns a damn nightclub
damn. i have a neighbour who evidently thinks he owns franchise rights from the Ministry of Sound or some crap like that. boombox going at top volume, the beats are shaking the atmosphere up, some disco thing in B - all i hear is 4 syncopated F#s and a long B. it's crazy, i can't concentrate, i can't think. when i most need to get THT/1984 done. shit. i'm feeling the beat but i mustn't. damn.
i'm going to try drowning it out with classical - and my coolio altec lansing speakers. if this doesn't work my revision's fucked.
damn this asswipe.
i'm going to try drowning it out with classical - and my coolio altec lansing speakers. if this doesn't work my revision's fucked.
damn this asswipe.
Labels: Life
posted by Unknown at
6:41 pm
1 Comments:
haha i think your neighbourhood is a lot like mine. there is this mysterious household from which music always emerges on weekends. and it's like the LOUSIEST radio poppy music so it's not even nice. thankfully i don't hear notes or anything o_o or there's this persistent bass thingy going. i have no idea. and there's these two small boys like maybe 10 and 12years old who play avril lavigne REALLY loud and dance about and it is crazy but very entertaining :P
ohhhh you have altec lansing speakers O: like in your room? i have failing sony earphones lol. but the computer speakers are okay so it's not that bad heh.
(sorry i think my comment is as long as your entry -_-)
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