What the hell is going on? Everything is quiet tonight in the apartment. Probably TOO quiet.
Quiet means one of a few things:
1) My prayers that something will kill/maim/destroy/permanently rid me of my apartment mates have finally been answered, and I can go on living a peaceful, normal life.
2) Years of loud music and yelling have caused me to finally go deaf. This option seems unlikely, as I'm currently listening to the sound of my fingers tapping my keyboard.
3) The quiet before the storm. Something terrible is going to happen later.
Nothing outside of these three possibilities has even come close to happening. A "normal" night here is dudebro rock, idiots power-bombing each other in the living room, and nerds arguing about the historical inaccuracies of Xena: Warrior Princess (seriously).
I'm hoping the first option is the reality of my situation and especially not the third. If I post again in the next few hours, you'll know why.
I must attend to studying. More later.
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