University Halls of residence
The joys of living in Halls. The guy next door to me, Paul, spent the whole of the first term driving us all mad. He has an obsession with the song Toxic by Britney Spears, which he broadcasts to the rest of us. He set off the fire alarm more than 20 times, including at 4am on two consecutive days, by spraying hairspray into the alarm. He comes back drunk and yells, bangs on everyone's door to get them up and smashes bottles against walls. He got a £70 fine earlier this term, thankfully, but he's still annoying. Having run out of money, he spends most of his time playing on a console game of some sort with the door wide open, so all I can hear any afternoon is "oooh" "aaaahhhhh" "yesss" and various other sexual-sounding noises which somehow relate to their football game.

There's also the guys downstairs, whose idea of fun is trying to hit each other in a painful male place with a rugby ball, as well as Chris upstairs who drinks 2 bottles of wine before going out and likes to wander around naked. He introduced himself to me on the first day by announcing that he had a large collection of knives with him.

I only have 1 term left of living with these people, before I move into a house with a bunch of people who I have actually chosen to live with, who should hopefully be less anti-social and generally less weird.
( lrjlo, Mon 9 Apr 2007, 22:30, Reply)