Rough Day

Today is a rough one and it is only going to get tougher. Drew and I only got three hours of sleep last night. There was a scuffle across the street from our house. The police were called and about 5 of them showed up and an ambulance. There were loud noises. People shouting. It woke us up.
After that calmed down it was about 1am and we heard some more shouting and screaming. Drew called the cops and they came and checked out where we lived and the surrounding areas. We couldn’t quite pinpoint where the screaming was coming from, because it sounds like it is next door, but it was a street away. The cops didn’t find anyone, or hear anything.
So we tired to go back to sleep. We went to sleep and woke up again at 3am to the same scream and same noise. I said to Drew let someone else call the cops this time. Hopefully this will stop. Well it finally did, but we only got three hours of sleep, if that.
When it was time to get up and go to work, I was so tired. I didn’t want to move. We didn’t say anything to each other on the way to the bus stop, and then once we got on the bus we weren’t able to sit with each other. I had so much stuff. It was annoying. I love it when we drive in.
When we arrived to Oakland, we got Starbucks to start our day, kissed each other goodbye, and went to our buildings to start the day. It was a Monday and I didn’t really have the energy after the drama last night. I texted my cop friend. He said he would read the report for me and let us know what happened, but I haven’t heard anything yet.  I wish i didn’t have to go to class today. I am so annoyed and hormonal. I wish this darn period would start and I hope this week goes by fast. I have a few tasks to get done, but nothing too major. Better days a head right?

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