clockwork

you know, there are some things i really appreciate that i can expect to happen, such as:

-calling mom at the same time every morning
-getting sleepy at exactly 10:15 every night, no matter who im with or where i am
-eating so much i get sick whenever i make cinnamon rolls
-staying in my pjs for general conference
-feeling a tingly sensation whenever i put on burt's bees

there are, however, things that i DONT appreciate happening, and being woken up against my will has always been at the top of the list.

when i first moved into this apartment, i could immediately tell that the walls were thin. my obnoxiously loud roommates cant function without me hearing it through the walls, and i can hear whenever anyone next to, above, or kitty-corner to our apt turns on their shower. but this isnt the first time ive had to deal with that, so i got numb to it pretty fast.

now let me just preface this by saying that i am an eight hours of sleep kinda girl. if i dont get enough sleep, im irritable and i cant think straight. and my entire life, i have LOATHED being woken up earlier than i need to. since i have to get up by 6:30 at the latest every morning for school (i have to be out of here by 7:10 or we're late), i relish saturday mornings and the fact that i can sleep in (i cant even do that on sunday bc i have early church). i always plan on waking up around 10 so i can get some lesson planning done while brad's at work, so i have plenty of time to relax in bed before i actually have to get up. well, not anymore.

every SINGLE saturday, at exactly 10:00am, i hear obnoxious, wall-shaking R&B. and not even songs i like...this girl next door listens to techno, britney spears, and other horrible, vulgar songs that i prefer to not get stuck in my head at maximum volume. i dont know what she's doing over there, and the problem is that i dont know exactly where its coming from. i actually cant tell if it is coming from above me or beside me, and it drives me INSANE. every saturday morning, i wake up flustered and ready to ring the neck of every R&B enthusiast in this complex. so here i am, with 7 hours asleep, awake and annoyed.

and to think, brad always comes over here whenever we have work to do because its comparably quiet to his apartment.

it is getting more and more tempting to buy a house of my own.