Oh, sex boy.

I finally spoke to sex boy in person today. This was the first time that's happened. I've knocked on his door a few times, and no one's answered... although the last time I knocked, his FRIEND answered and was super nice about the loud music emitting from my floor/his ceiling. I've even written a note. Today, however, when I went to knock... he answered! He didn't even say a single word. It went like this:

[i knock on door]
[he opens it]
me: HI! could you please turn down the bass a little bit?
him: [grunt]
me: THANKS!
[i run away]

So... I mean, he turned it down, but my floor is still vibrating a bit. I really just think we have a horribly thin shared wall. It's not really fair to either of us. I should be allowed to sit in my couch without it vibrating, and he should be able to turn up his music. Vom.

Cat lady that lived across from me moved out today. It made me slightly sad. She was SO QUIET. I NEVER heard her, even though we share one huge wall. It also just makes me nervous because what if another sex boy moves in? Fingers crossed it is an old lady or something. Or, better yet... someone my age exactly like me. HOORAY!

I have done NOTHING with my life in the past 2 days. After I got home last night from the gym (around 7), I did NOTHING. I didn't have any homework! AMAZING. Then today my tax class was canceled, which meant I didn't have to be on campus until 1:30 for my other class (as opposed to 10:30 for tax). So I drive to campus... get there around 1:05... and I wait until 1:24 for a bus that supposedly comes every 7 minutes. And of course at this point I was going to be AT LEAST 15 minutes late for class. And of COURSE this is the professor that said on the first day of class not to even bother coming to class if you're going to be late. Great. Great.

So I texted a girl in the class, and she, too, thought it best that I not show up 15 minutes late. She promised to give me her notes, so I guess that's good. I HATE missing class. This is my first time missing a MAcc class, too... sad day.

Yeah, so I literally haven't done a THING all day. Unless you count hanging up pictures and watching hours of Roseanne and Say Yes to the Dress "doing something." And like... I don't have any homework for tomorrow, either. This is a fluke week or something, I don't know. Like, I KNOW of stuff coming up, but my professors haven't discussed the assignments yet, so I can't start them. Oh, crazy grad school.

I hate being a waste of space. I don't know what to dooooo. I cleaned a little bit... stretched some... I don't know. There's not much to do alone haha.

I'm 90% sure the bass just got louder again. Ohhh how I am going to call the office tomorrow.