Peace and Quiet
For a change I am reasonably happy. Sure, the weather is just as bad as it has been for weeks, and I have the threat of numerous essay deadlines looming ever nearer, but since I've been such a good boy this week and got all my work for next week out of the way, I have time to just sit back and relax. Plus, I think I did OK on the maths test on Wednesday. w00t.
Only, I thought I did. Last night I realised that I'd totally miscalculated the date for which I have to finish off my application form for CCUSA. Seems I have to finish it by tonight, and not by tomorrow as I had first worked out. Not good. I had just settled down to carry on reading a book when I suddenly realised that the 5th is Saturday and not Sunday. So I spent most of last night working on it, and now I only have the autobiographical essay left. The worst part, yes, but it shouldn't take me too long.
The bonus factor amid all of this is that on Thursday, we had yet another inspection by the landlord, who had come to see if my housemate who pisses me off so much had tidied his room up. Of course, he had, and he's spent the previous two days getting things right. So once more, he gets away with it. He decided to dump all of the binbags of rubbish - all eight of them - in the front garden. So now it looks wonderful, and surprise surprise, we have noticed mice re-emerging around this house just after we got rid of them. He's a complete dickhead.
I hate the fact that he's escaped, but for some unknown reason, both him, his girlfriend, and his lackey (one of my other housemates) decided to go home for a weekend.
Party time. A great weight has been lifted from my shoulders. Just his mere presence, with his obnoxious laughing - when he has no reason to be happy - and the smells that emanate from his room, puts me into a bad mood. Of course, I have loads of other reasons to feel down, but I can ignore them for now and enjoy this temporary reprieve I'm getting. I don't have to whisper to my friends/housemates any more, and there's no need to keep shutting doors all over the place so they can't hear our conversations. The whole atmosphere is so much more welcoming.
This is what it will be like come September. I think I am now looking forward to it, completely regardless of how much I am wishing my life away by wanting it to hurry up. It will just make things that little bit better, and make my life more bearable.
Only, I thought I did. Last night I realised that I'd totally miscalculated the date for which I have to finish off my application form for CCUSA. Seems I have to finish it by tonight, and not by tomorrow as I had first worked out. Not good. I had just settled down to carry on reading a book when I suddenly realised that the 5th is Saturday and not Sunday. So I spent most of last night working on it, and now I only have the autobiographical essay left. The worst part, yes, but it shouldn't take me too long.
The bonus factor amid all of this is that on Thursday, we had yet another inspection by the landlord, who had come to see if my housemate who pisses me off so much had tidied his room up. Of course, he had, and he's spent the previous two days getting things right. So once more, he gets away with it. He decided to dump all of the binbags of rubbish - all eight of them - in the front garden. So now it looks wonderful, and surprise surprise, we have noticed mice re-emerging around this house just after we got rid of them. He's a complete dickhead.
I hate the fact that he's escaped, but for some unknown reason, both him, his girlfriend, and his lackey (one of my other housemates) decided to go home for a weekend.
Party time. A great weight has been lifted from my shoulders. Just his mere presence, with his obnoxious laughing - when he has no reason to be happy - and the smells that emanate from his room, puts me into a bad mood. Of course, I have loads of other reasons to feel down, but I can ignore them for now and enjoy this temporary reprieve I'm getting. I don't have to whisper to my friends/housemates any more, and there's no need to keep shutting doors all over the place so they can't hear our conversations. The whole atmosphere is so much more welcoming.
This is what it will be like come September. I think I am now looking forward to it, completely regardless of how much I am wishing my life away by wanting it to hurry up. It will just make things that little bit better, and make my life more bearable.
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