Saturday, February 07, 2009

fucking drunkards rock my world.

Its been a long time since I've been so pissed I just had to post. But this is just damn fucked up. Since I came over to the UK its been great and all, except for this little thing. To make sure I have enough energy to function everyday, I need a good sleep. But try as I might, I never get one because no matter what time I start sleeping, at 1am an army of drunkards return from the bar.

You always know when they are coming because you can hear them from like a mile away. They will be singing, shouting, and doing stupid things like throwing snowballs at people's windows. And the worst thing is, when they reach my flat, they always throw the door open and let it slam into the wall. Like FUCK you bloody wankers don't you know how to open a door? Put hand on handle, turn, and open GENTLY so that door does not kiss wall.

And it doesn't end there. The next thing they will do is go into the kitchen, and since that has a door too, they do their slamming thing again. Then they will attempt to clean up the kitchen, and its futile because they just knock bottles over and break them, and they proceed to laugh like its the funniest thing in the world. I guess everything is funny to you when you're high. But the one sound I hate more than anything is breaking glass because it just gets to you.

It's worst when they hang around and talk. THEY TALK LIKE REALLY LOUDLY, so that I can hear them through my door like it isn't there. It doesn't help that there's a toilet next to my room so I can actually hear drunk guys pissing all over it. Close the toilet door you disgusting arsewipes. And of course they don't aim properly when they piss so I make it a point never to use the toilet closest to my room in the mornings.

I don't really know how to tell them that I can't stand their behaviour any longer because I don't want to be the Asian party pooper. This place has quite a fair share of racist people, and it really makes you aware that you're an Asian and a minority here. It might seem like the easiest thing to do, going up and just telling them that their behaviour is out of line, but if you're small built as compared to the Brits, Asian, and about the only one in the whole hall on top of that, there are OB markers that compel you not to do that because it could mean your next few months are more than a little miserable. I think my flatmates will be reasonable, but I'm not so sure about the others they bring in.

Its 2.25AM already. And they still aren't leaving. One of them just screamed. Oh hell.