Some people make it really HARD to "love my neighbor."
Just when I think I'm getting better at the whole patience thing,
He takes it up a notch.
I need to start making decisions that are best for me,
not just to please others...
Old Farm official sucks.
I love G3. They're so sweet.
I love my roommates, duh.
They're amazing and hilarious. :)
I love the great members of the ward I've met.
However, it's 8:30 AM, I just heard my neighbor blow his nose...
and then start his shower and flush his toilet.
This place is the furthest from sound proof.
And I feel like everyone who lives here does jack-squat and is taking 12 credits.
Hello, 18 credits and two jobs... you are NOT welcomed here.
Can't go to bed without waiting at least an hour for people to be quiet...
and then someone with a twisted sense of humor decides to start banging on the floor boards underneath the apartment.
It's not healthy to be this tired and this MAD at the people I live by.
Home should be a home not a shizzy apartment that's cheap and convenient.
I will pay the price for some happiness around here.
I've had some pretty crappy luck, no matter where I end up.
I miss my garden court neighbors, but not the managers.
I miss my snow hall calm living, but not my neighbors.
You really just can't win. Pros and Cons of it all.
But something needs to change...
Obviously, until it possibly can,
I just need to change my attitude.
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