No Sleep 'Til Graduation.

Test over. Can not forecast my performance -- am a little worried.

Anyway, I have a bone to pick. Freshman year I lived next to Spring Street while they were doing construction on it. Having grown up in Los Angeles where there are laws mandating that no construction in a residential area begin before 10am, was shocked and saddened when I was woken up every morning at 7am by the jackhammering and drilling going on. It got to the point where it was so bad that I would sleep through my alarm because I couldn't hear it over the construction noise that I had gotten adjusted to mid-way through the year. I missed many a class.

Sophomore year it was the noisy neighbor. Granted I had a noisy neighbor freshman year too who would leave her radio on and bass blasting while she went to New York for a week, but sophomore year it was someone who perpetually blasted "Ghetto Superstar". This is sophomore year in COLLEGE not high school, mind you.

Junior year I had sort of a break from noise...although I did get freshman piling up in my bed to sleep during the wee hours of the morning (not always as good as it sounds). And my bathroom did become the booting bathroom on weekends.

This year I live in a lovely co-op: far away from construction, without the duties of a JA, next to a neighbor who never listens to Ghetto Superstar. But, now I have lawn mowers...and not those normal-sized ones. No...for our teensy-tiny lawn we get one of those huge sitting mowers. Last night I finally got to bed around 4:30, planning to wake up around 8am to do some quick review for my test. My mower decides to go mow the lawn right outside my open windows at 7am.

After the test, I decided to settle down for a lovely little nap since I didn't get much sleep...the MOWER RETURNS and mows the lawn again at 1pm. What. The. Hell.