What’s with the title!? I know, but we’ll get to that in a bit.
First of all, I need somewhere to vent my building frustration – and I’d probably end up telling you this anyway, whether you asked about it or not. Here’s the thing. I’m a vet student… in halls… surrounded by hundreds of people, mostly studying
easy less demanding degrees.
It doesn’t take a member of Mensa to realise that my neighbours’ timetables and priorities are not always compatible with mine. What I’m trying to say is that they spend all night – every night – absolutely hammered. And they do it all, four to the floor, outside my door. …Continue reading!