my apartment, my dungeon

living in nyc is definitely my choice as part of my goals that i will make it happen soon. since there're millions of people living here, meeting weirdos is part of the unique daily life here somehow... he he he... away from the chaos of manhattan, i'm living in a pretty nice neighborhood that's close to everything, in a clean apartment, with a descent size of room (which can be considered pretty big for nyc standard), very very comfy bed, and very laid back and cool roommates.

sounds perfect so far right?? uh huh!

with all the privileges of pretty comfy living that i have right now, i am extremely lucky and grateful. yet, apparently sometimes (or many times) there's always a catch behind all the good stuff ;) :D i have to trade the goodies with my sanity.

oh goodness gracious... let me tell you... yesterday is the mark of my 3 weeks living in da big apple. literally, i kid you not, every single friggin' day, whenever he's around, day, afternoon, nite, no matter, 1 of my roommates, whose room is veryyyyy close to mine, never fails...i mean HE N-E-V-E-R FAILS... NOT even once, not playing the madonna's newest CD.. esp. the song 'hung up'....... he even sings along sometimes. how my mom would say in her dialect 'BARI MUARRRR!!!!' *... argghhhhhhh. God, help me, PLEASEEEE! madonna is cool. she's a great singer. but somehow, i dunno why, i'm really not into her last album AT ALL! i can't stand her. and here i am, listening to her song over and over and over again. i don't mind listening to ANY music; classic, pop, oldies, hiphop, alternative, soca, reggae, banghra, new age, etc.. bring it on. i'll listen to them. BUT if you play the four season by vivaldi or in da club by 50 cent over and over and over again for more than 2 hours a day, for 3 weeks (and still more, i bet), i will go insane.

yes, he did ask me if it was ok for him to play his music. i told him that i didn't mind at all. boy, was i wrong.... lesson to learn: ALWAYS state conditions before you ok on anything. it could be a tricky question :D

i never smoke pot before, beside being the 2nd hand smoker only... but i think i need one now... :D




and so the torture continues...



* sorry, i really have no clue how to translate 'BARI MUAR' to english :D it just sounds more well-suited :D