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fucking work. insane.
SHE PAINTED HERSELF IN BLACK & WHITE HOW FUCKING AMAZING IS THAT
girl betta werk looking like a 50’s sitcom extra! Yassss
this is giving me so much life
This would look so much better if she didn’t look like a tranny.
I just drank a hardcore coffee drink and every sound that my screeching, cackling neighbors emit from their fucking annoying mouth holes makes me want to slap a bitch. It is finals week and I am most comfortable studying in my room. The first time this happened I angrily slammed on the wall joining our room. They come over and ask me to next time nicely knock on the door and tell them they are being too loud.
Being the fucking considerate person I am, the second time I nicely fucking knock on the door. They shut the hell up and take a moment before answering the door. I ask them, mouth trembling as I force myself to keep my cool and be polite, if they could please keep the noise down because I am studying right next door in my room. This bitch has the audacity to ask me “Is it open hours yet?”
“No, it is not but I am studying literally five feet away and the noise is a little distracting,” I mutter to the best of my ability.
“Okay, we will do our best to be quiet when it is quiet hours,” as she begins to close the door in my face, I step in closer so that she has no choice but to finish hearing me out.
“I realize it isn’t quiet hours but you have to realize that I would grant you the same courtesy to be quiet if you were studying.”
And of course applying to REASON and COMMON COURTESY does nothing as she says, “Yeah, we will try our best during QUIET HOURS.”
Fuming, I walk the five feet to my desk and begin to try and work again. Not even two minutes later the RA knocks on their door and says she has received some noise complaints. From my desk, where they can clearly hear my voice, I say, “Oh my god! And it wasn’t me who complained!” FANCY THAT. Maybe you fucking cunts were really fucking loud.