I live on the 'quiet floor' in my college. It's not actually that quiet, particularly when people frequently gather in my room and start shouting at each other (in the nicest possible way of course).
At least, I didn't think it was that quiet, until I visited another floor in the other block at 9.30pm. My god. My floor is like a tomb compared to that. The noise! The shouting! How do people handle it?!
Basically I'm an 85 year old whining old woman, who just wants people to shut the hell up. Or at least do it on another floor, so I can continue living in my tomb...
Saturday, October 16, 2004
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