Posted by alexandra_k on July 18, 2014, at 1:08:08
In reply to Re: classes..., posted by Partlycloudy on July 17, 2014, at 13:52:59
> Noise cancelling headphones
yeah. i'm fairly sure we had a conversation about those last year, sometime.
applications open for next year in a couple weeks. i'll put in a specific request for a 'noise free zone'. basically... say that i simply don't make noise that would bother others (don't listen to loud music, don't have friends over to hang out in my apartment). i like to sleep and wake and study as i choose without other people being able to appeal to making 'reasonable noise at reasonable hours'. and... if there are other people like me... it would make all of our lives easier if we were placed on the same floor...
then the people who end up in studios because... well... perhaps because those were the only options left (i think that is partly it. studios are too expensive for most local students. i think that is why it is largely US students who are only here for 1 semester). and so you get people who are frantic to keep their door open and who walk around in pairs or gaggles or 3 or 4 or 5 because they are people who can't bear to be alone. those people... if you put them all on the same floor... you could give them big heavy rocks for their doors... and they could have their frat house or whatever it is that they want...
i think they think they are encouraging us to be better people by promoting diversity etc. i wonder if they think... they are matching me. sigh. perhaps this is one of those... people taking a year to get to know me... get to know that when i say 'i just want a quiet space so i can get on with my work' that what i mean is 'i just want a quiet space so i can get on with my work'. i hope that is it. fingers crossed... fingers crossed, indeed.
25+ (age) floor would be cool, too... but really, i don't care. i just want... to have a place to put myself where reliably... i can't hear other people (on the floor) banging about or calling or whistling or singing or yelling or whatever... someplace where my attention isn't captured by them. i think age would make a difference, actually.
i suppose they don't have any way of telling which people are quiet and which people are noisy. people aren't reliable self-reporters, typically. perhaps most other people aren't as bothered by other peoples noises as i am.
i wish i was more tolerant... will have to see how things wear in... i'm fairly sure noisy girl isn't going to get any quieter. she is one of those people who has to be accompanied by others always and she keeps up a constant stream... how much she bothers me will basically depend on... how much girl next door decides to befriend her. reward her for making noise her way. invite her over to make noise in her place. encourage her to come fetch her for this and that. class every morning at 8? come to sing out goodnight to the whole floor every evening?
sigh.
i don't know what happened to the boy. he seems to be gone.. american girl now. i wonder... i wonder if they think they ARE matching me.
i hope i get to be a bit more tolerant. i think i'm getting crankier as i get older... definatly since quitting smoking... but age, too. i just... i'm not 18 any more. and i guess... it is wearing a little bit thin that people treat me like i am. i'm just... not. i'm feeling my age... i... uh... i guess this is a bit more how you are supposed to feel... like being a student is temporary. you want it to be over. so you can earn money. what's good about money is the power it gives you. to get a bigger space somewhere that is sufficiently gated or restricted such that other people don't bother you / encroach on your space at all. to get away from the tragedy of the commons. i think people do get... quirkier or something as they get older...
something about quality, too. quality of friendships rather than quantity. being a lot less interested in making friends with everyone and a bit more discriminating with respect to where one invests ones time...
classes monday. looking forward to. picked up law coursebook today. LOTS of readings. graded to a curve because of multiple streams and competitive entry to year 2 law... still... think this semester will be less competitive because this is pre-req for other first year paper so all the law major hopefuls would have done it last semester and being doing the sequel. still... i won't get cocky. 2 essays. no options. 100% of the course grade. big. f*ck*ng. exam. and knowing my luck... it will be just after physics. lolz.
biology: aka: the study of icky gross things. more than 90% of animals are invertebrates. ick. physics... thermodynamics (they call it 'heat' on the outline and it takes us three weeks). mechanics. electricity. optics / waves. hopefully... slow and steady... she'll be right.
this actually happened last saturday... knock knock knock on my door. thinking... decided to open it. could be important. guy. can i come in. no. pause. after a while... what do you want? uh, can i come in? no. what do you want (firmer). uh... we're playing this game... next door... and as part of it i'm supposed to knock on some random persons door and get their phone number. can i have your phone number.
puzzled look.
no. confused look. sorry... no... sorry... i'm not interested... shutting the door... partly on him (pushing him back).
?
wtf?
i mean really. i.. uh.. really don't understand.
one scenario... truth or dare type of thing... i WAS randomly selected... they are trying to make friends. another scenario i wasn't randomly selected (something to do with indian boy perhaps deciding to move to be closer to noisier people?)... another scenario slightly more malicious?? about seeing whose phone number they could get (so they could, what? harrass me later?). why was he so insistant on coming into my flat? seems... weird to me. girls... don't typically let strange guys into studios... maybe he thought he was knocking on the door of a flat... the RA's put our name on the door (that's how i know we are a floor full of studios)...
probably... just kids being kids. that's what i mean: i'm not 18 years old any more. i... i'm not interested in your games. they bother me, actually. i get that it's an important part of your college experience and all. that playing games harrassing some girl for giving out her phone number of whatever is all part of your college experience and all... but, uh... 25+ year floor... yeah... thanks. that'd be great.
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