Sunday Will Be Better?

Morning. I do not think I can properly express the way I feel about last night but I'll try. Around midnight everyone was settled down and I guess a new person was given a bed. Not long later all you could here was moaning. At first I wasn't sure what I was hearing because it woke me up. The overnight crew was being exceptionally loud over the radio. Cleaning crew were loudly talking and someone kept slamming a locket or overhead bin (maybe a drunk)  and sounded like falling down. The chic kept moaning. Someone asked of she was ok because it was obvious she wasn't sick. (bedroom noises)  I couldn't go back to sleep so I put on my headphones and turned on my favorite meditation video on YouTube.

   I had drifted off for almost an hour when I hear very loud complaining near my door. Some chic left her purse in a common area. She's wailing about it asking for security. She could have just gone up front and spoke to them but no, she wanted in house service. Someone saw her purse get turned in so she went to retrieve it. I roll back over and pull my eye mask back on and try to sleep. I almost drift again but she's back! This time complaining about what was taken. Again, could have been taken care of up front. Someone was messing up the intercom and it was ringing. more noise. This chic is loud as hell about her $40 missing, cards and phone. Nothing anyone in here trying to sleep can help her with. Then she says "I'm just a white woman". I sat up like, Wtf that suppose to mean?  Who cares?! At this point I can't keep quiet. I'm saying stuff like we're trying to sleep. Mind you its after 2am now. This went on for a little while longer till they assured her they would do something to help.
  It's 8:30am and I hear her telling someone "guess what, they found my phone". Why is she so damn loud?! I've missed breakfast, my eyes hurt from such a horrible night of noises then to top it all off the intake counselor set an appointment for 10:30 and she dont even come in on Sunday's and the backup called in! I need out of this dump!

*UPDATE *

My Facebook friend bailed on me so I decided to go to Central Park so I can practice. This place is beautiful. I pulled up my music and qued the music at a nice spot I found only to get no sound from my voice. I sound like a rusted sock. :-(  Idk what to do. At least I'm near beauty. enjoy theday. At least I bought some good walking shoes!

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