It is almost nine o' clock on a Monday night. This is the last week of lectures for the semester; next week is swot week, and then the horrors of exams begin. Being the good little nerd that I am, I've decided to forego all going out for the near future (especially after the past weekend's debauchery...) and focus entirely on my studying. (Yes I do understand that I am typing pointless blog posts instead of studying. Don't judge me...). My first exam is an oral exam for French next Tuesday, and sadly all of my exams are within the next two weeks. So I am confined to my room.
Unfortunately, the less-studious students - or perhaps those whose exams begin later than mine do - are keen to celebrate the semi-finals of the Internal League Rugby, and possibly to enjoy the legendary Cougar Monday at Pirates. Luckily for me they seem to have decided to party right outside my bedroom window. Some idiot has parked his crappy little student car in the road and is blasting commercial dance music like Katy Perry and Lady Gaga on his "high-tech" sound system. Dear idiot...have you ever heard of overcompensation? You know, when little boys buy big and expensive toys to make up for what they're...ahem...lacking in other areas? If you need a fancy sound system to impress the ladies because God didn't give you impressive biological status, then that's your problem and not mine. Go and play your silly sound system elsewhere. Even if it does get her into bed, I doubt she'll be impressed for very long. Why not just take her somewhere nice and buy her dinner? Somewhere far away. And do it quietly.
(Please excuse the bitterness of this post. At any other time I would probably be jamming in the streets with aforementioned idiot, but tonight I am feeling flu-ey and cranky. I like to think that's a good enough excuse for my current bitchiness :P and to my friends who are still wondering about mystery guy who was watching movies with me...
...drum roll please...
...no I'm still not telling. :P)
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