Location: Home - Kilburn
Feeling: narky and misanthropic
It all began this morning when I got woken up by the upstairs neighbour yelling. Around 8am. Probably at my flatmate. As most know, I am not at my best in the morning. I don't like to be woken up. In particular, I don't like to be woken up for no reason by other people because they feel it is within their right to make noise. (The noisy evil bully-prone heffer was upset about rubbish. It seems to be a big issue in our house. *Roll eyes*) It then quieted down until a car alarm went off. And continued on for hours. Who still makes alarms like that?? Needless to say I went through the day ranting about inconsiderate and 'nabytchennyx' people in my head throughout the day. Obviously being out and about in Kilburn/ Camden and on public transport does nothing to dispel such misanthropy. Hermit. That is my calling in life. I need to realise it soon.
Word of the day: Dolourous = showing sorrow, tearful, weeping
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