So I live in this student apartment complex across the street from my college and I have these aweful neighbors. Every single night for the last three weeks they have stomped and paraded and moved their furniture for hours upon hours. Don’t believe me…well Thursday night they moved their furniture and stomped so much that I couldn’t fall asleep until 4 a.m. Then they got up at 8 a.m.! I mean come on…take a chill break. They were up all day clomping around. I couldn’t even concentrate it was so obnoxiously loud. I finally called the leasing manager in our clubhouse and told him everything that has been going on and he put a 7 day notice on their door. This basically states that they are in breach of their leasing contract by making this much noise and that if they do not stop they could ultimately be evicted. So yesterday it goes on their door, but does the noise stop…NO! I went out and stayed at my boyfriends for a few hours and when I came home at about 1:30 a.m. I tried to fall asleep. As I was drifting off they came home and began to run around their apartment with their clickity-clackity heels and clomping feet. Every time I came close to falling asleep I heard either a crashing sound or a giggling, immature, little girl scream. But I tried to be the bigger person, I didn’t bang on their ceiling with the broomstick, I just let it go and tried to sleep. Then this morning I got woken up while they were moving their furniture back and forth back and forth. So after a few hours of listening to this noise I decided to retaliate. I took the broomstick and banged on the ceiling every time I heard a noise. And I was smart, I went exactly to where I heard the noise. Then these freakishly skinny, but crazy loud girls jump on the floor as if to say, “We don’t care what bothers you, we are gonna do what we want!” I just cannot believe that even with this seven day notice on their door they are going to be as loud as they can be…its just aweful! Wish me luck, again!

So I have had pneumonia since last Friday and I haven’t been to school since. This debilitating sickness has kept me from taking a test and writing two papers. The first few days were fun; I gave my brain a vacation and just watched TV and slept for hours upon hours. I swear the only time I even partially use my brain is to write this blog. I was supposed to go back to school today, but I didn’t, I slept in. I have these neighbors above me and all they do is trample around like a herd of elephants on the move. I swear these girls weigh less than the neighborhood cat and yet they sound like a 600lb animal. I’ve been pretty mean though; I called the “courtesy officer” and the police on them. Once the guys left the girls decided to jump on their floor (our ceiling) for two minutes straight. They keep me up every night until they go to sleep and I just can’t take it anymore. Anyways, pneumonia is aweful. Everytime I lay down I cough a lot and stuff comes up…it’s pretty gross. When I go to sleep at night I feel like I’m in the hospital; I take two NyQuil, one Zpak, two puffs of my inhaler, my diabetes medicine, and my migraine medicine. But TV is awesome. I have like an entire schedule through out the day of what to watch until I go to sleep. It’s going to be really weird when I get back to school and I have to actully use my shrinking brain. Well wish me luck!

Well this is my first blog ever and well for once I don’t know where to start. Maybe I should start with the title of my blog, “Could I Be A Writer?” I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was four. My mother says that I used to sit at the computer and type out lavish stories of aliens coming to Earth. I’m a girl who has been completely obesessed with Superman and other superheroes, which made it hard to have a lot of girlfreinds growing up…but now, I don’t really care. I wanted to be a doctor from 8th grade till about two months ago. My turning point from doctor to writer was when I realized I could travel to London and study Shakespeare; that too me sounded better than cutting up insects and pigs. I’ve never been happier that I switched majors, but I’m afraid I won’t be a great author. You know, what if I’m just okay and I never really get published? What will happen to me then? Food for thought I guess…

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