Well, **** me.

[venomousliberty]

I'm so hating my life right now. Sure, there's the usual monthly bout of depression visiting me like a goddamn period and the stress of work and saving up for my trip glaring at me in the face, but the reason why I hate my life right now is because I can't sleep. Well, fuck. I've only slept for two hours last Sunday evening and that's most likely to repeat tonight because some fucking people decide to have a party and sing their hearts out in their fucking karaoke machine in full volume.

Chances of them stopping their horrible singing till 11:00 strikes: 10%

Chances of me not sleeping at all tonight and going to work all groggy and looking like I was raped the next morning:90%

I've somehow given up on the hopes of getting any sleep. It's like an unreachable dream right now I want to cry, laugh, bash my head on the wall, kill someone... or kill some people or poke my eyes out till I bleed to death. But seriously, all I really want is to sleep straight for at least five hours and be okay the next day. It's so funny that I'm crying like fuck right now because I want that so bad and yet it seems to impossible.

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[venomousliberty.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I've done just that last night. Basically, the party animals are my mom's relatives, so it was quite difficult for me to approach them since we're not really that close. I'm just glad they weren't that drunk and they actually understood.