Oh well... picture this:
You decided in the night of your first day off to watch The Godfather trilogy in a row, therefore, you end up watching the third film by 5 am. You know your gf it's already sleeping in the other room because she has to work the day after so you expect a quiet and nice morning and part of the afternoon sleeping in the comfort of your room, without ANYTHING that bothers you, right?
Well, by 7:30 am, a fucking drill rips you away from a dream where you were a crazy taxi driver in a post-apocalyptic world... or something like that. Then constant thuddings follow up from above: THE FUCKING NEIGHBOURS DECIDED TO REMODEL THEIR STUPID APARTMENT AGAIN!
I swear to fucking God that every frigging place I move, sooner or later there's an asshole in the building who decides to make noise with construction bullshit, I mean it! WHAT. THE. FUCK!?
Okay, somehow happened that my drowsy head gains over and even finds rhythm on the "beats", but then your girl has her classes canceled and goes to annoy you every fucking hour: Hon, do you want breakfast with me?
or just jump on your bed and decides to poke you here and there and combined with the noise above you feel like you need blood in your hands... and not yours.
Really, fuck them all!
My lazy day off went to the fucking drainage!