If you haven’t knew, I’m outstation again. This time, I’m still staying in the same building but at lower floor.
During the first night, some Indians were having party and the music was blasting until 3am. I couldn’t sleep! I wanted to open my door and scream at them or complain to the guard and I’ve even thought of making a police report. But of course, I didn’t. Yea, I know I’m a coward. I can think of lots of stuff to do but not execute them.
I felt so tired the next day. So I thought I should be able to sleep very well that night. Turns out my mind can’t seem to rest as soon as I’m on the bed. *cries*