Reality

One thing I have been doing as I get older is become more organized. I like to know what I'm doing weeks in advance; I am very much a planner. It's pretty disgusting the lengths I go to plan things. I'm not a last minute person, I like to know where I'm going, who is going with me, how long we will be there, what I need to wear, do I need to eat before, etc etc. My best friend/sister is the same way. We don't like to go into situations being unaware of what is going on. For example, before my spring break last year I spent many weeks planing and arranging. I had the hotel picked out, transportation taken care of, and every item of clothing I need photographed and placed on a spread sheet for the days I was going to wear them... Slightly ridiculous, I know. Organizing my life keeps me in check, and planning my wardrobe kept me from overpacking. I overpack like it's my job otherwise. 

So that being said let me get into my most recent of projects. I have gotten a planner good for the next year and half so I can keep track of all my big girl items: phone bill, car insurance, rent, class schedule/ homework, and school breaks. So here is where I get to the point. I was going through the Ball State University calendar so I could see dates for classes, breaks, and finals week. So I got through filling out my spring break week, and got to the end of the calendar... 

May second: Graduation Commencement... My COLLEGE GRADUATION!

 It became real. It's still two semesters away, but I was floored to write that down, and realize that it is closer than ever. 

I have never been so excited or scared in my entire life. Class of 2015. I recall moving into my dorm room three years ago, going to my first classes, hanging out at my first frat party. The excitement of it all came so quickly and it's hard to believe how quickly times flies. High school was so long, and boring, but college is such a rush. It really does go by fast, you never believe the term "time files" until you're zooming by life and can't even fathom where all that time went. Two more semesters, 30 some credits, two sets of finals week, a Christmas break, spring break, and I'm out in the real world. Fingers crossed I can walk across that stage in a year and grab that diploma  as a university graduate! 

Chirp Chirp, Cardinals. Here is to our senior year!!! 

(My roommate and I the first week of college there years ago!(me on top))

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Just Want to Sleep & Pass College!

So this is me being annoyed for a few minutes. Let me start with the fact that I'm writing this at 9:00am Thursday. This is not insanely early for most people, but today it feels like 5am. 

For those who don't know, I'm a college student, and I live in college apartments just off campus. It is currently finals week, and I have one more final to take today. 

The reason I'm peeved, and it feels like 5am, is because my upstairs neighbors, who we are somewhat friends with, decided to BLARE rap music at 3 in the freaking morning! On a side note, I already have issues falling asleep and staying asleep; it's to the point where I take medicine so I'm not up all night. 

So when their music didn't stop after two songs I put on my slippers and hiked my annoyed butt up the freaking stairs. When I got there someone was entering their apartment and I got a strong smell of weed. I just thought to myself "freaking cool." So I see one of the guys who lives there and I just say "can you please turn it down? It's finals week, and I was sleeping..." He immediately said he would take care of it and he was sorry. I went back downstairs, conversed with my roommate, who was also awoken by the BS, and prayed this wouldn't affect my sleep. 

I went back to my room and laid down, of course I couldn't fall back asleep because I was already awake, but tried to go back to bed. They turned it down but I could still hear it more than I wanted. As I started to fall asleep, at 4am, the music started again, practically falling through my floor. I was PISSED. I left it alone because I didn't feel like calling the cops and that was the only option I really had left. 

So let's get to the courtesy portion of this!

Why would anyone, even in a college town, blare music at 3am on a Thursday? Especially during finals week? That's what gets on my nerves. I know they were extremely drunk, but that's not an excuse to be an inconsiderate person. Why blare your music that loud EVER? Forget that we are in an apartment complex... Why does anyone need their music that loud when there is no party involved. I don't understand how people justify this behavior. 

I could have called the cops, but I'm not that mean, especially since they clearly had weed. I just don't see how people could be so dumb and belligerent. I'm not a stranger to alcohol, but I'm pretty sure you can drink without turning into an idiot. I will never understand why people let alcohol control them like that.

  GET IT TOGETHER!!!