. . . I would have a MASSIVE remote control.
And I would press mute REPEATEDLY on my flatmate.
She's right next door to me and she is SOOO bloody LOUD.
Don't get me wrong, she seems like a nice girl, doubt she has a bad bone in her body. But she is seemingly incapable of talking at a NORMAL volume.
When you wake up at eight in the morning on your day off to someone having what seems like THE WORLD'S LOUDEST CONVERSATION . . . you want to KILL them.
Or someone seemingly trying to destroy the entire BUILDING everytime they shut the door. We're talking "slamming doors times 50". The entire building shakes when she leaves a room!!!
And . .. .she likes to "sing".
I put sing in inverted commas because I'm assuming she thinks she is better than she is.
Earlier yesterday, when I had everything on mute to try and listen out for the stupid delivery, I was treated to her singing "Bad Romance" at full blast. APPARENTLY she thinks she is Lady Gaga.
Isn't ONE Lady Gaga enough???
(Is it any WONDER I'm going insane???)