When I was younger I used to be a morning person, when I hit middle school I became a night owl, in high school I was forced to be a morning person (I had a 6:30 a.m. Calculus class, it was evil). Now that I am in college (almost done! Only a year left) I have become something of an enigma with my sleeping patterns. It's pretty random. Once I am awake I am awake, it doesn't matter what time of day it is, it just depends on how much sleep I have had previously, when I get to go to bed again, and most importantly how I was woken up.
I hate loud noises. I hate vacuums. I hate alarms. I hate anything that disrupts my concentration. I hate being woken up by a chain saw at 7:30 a.m.
There should be a law that doesn't allow people to use loud machinery before 10 in the morning. It was even worse because they would stop for five minutes and I would think they were going to be done. After being lulled in to a false sense of quite I would be rudely awoken by the noises again. This happened several times, I wanted to chuck a grenade out my window so the loud noises would stop.
To top it off I spilled creamer all over my desk, the desk that I had just cleaned. Grrr. After going to work I found out that the windows are being replaced, and they were using machines to cut the wood out... today was just not fun. I hate loud noises. I know I should be thankful I can hear, but it would be really nice to have real selective hearing.
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