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Laundry light/A.C. unit induced insomnia + other nuisances

My stupid next-door neighbor who has three stupid little girls has been driving me crazy recently. Actually, they've been doing that since they moved here.

They have a laundry room window that is directly across from my bedroom window. Every night, they turn it on for over a half hour. The worst part is they always do it as soon as I'm about to fall asleep. It is incredibly bright and even brighter when your pupils are huge at night.

One particular night last week, they had it on until 3 AM. Fucking torture. These photos are from that night.

This isn't as dark as it seems. Remember, my pupils were huge and I could
see everything in my room.

Open the curtain and voila, hurting eyes for the next hour.

Here is a picture of their window at another angle:

Notice the tree.

Same angle in the morning:

If you turn left about 47 degrees and look downward by about 20 degrees, you will see the A.C. unit that makes sound in addition to the light that keeps me awake nightly. It always scares the crap outta me when I'm just about to fall asleep.

Sometimes, a plant grew into it or some shit like that and when it turns on, it makes a quick, loud grinding/shredding noise like GRRTTTZZZKZZZTTT before going WHIRRRRRRRRR for the rest of the night.

Same tree.

The curious part is that they only use it at night, starting precisely at 9:54 PM each time.

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The other nuisance happened a few days before the party madness. (http://this-irritates-me.blogspot.com/2011/07/party-madness-during-night-of-7-23-11.html) The same girls living there plus another one were in the backyard visible from the above image. I got suspicious when they began whispering secretively and I hear "climb", "flower", and "fence." Sure enough, one of the stupid little girls WENT INTO MY YARD and took a flower before jumping back in. I would've ratted them out, but then their parents would get mad at ME for being invasive.

The next and final nuisance for this post is the cats at "Party Central". They recently got even more cats that like to trespass onto my property. I want to kill them or at least launch a vinegar/cabbage juice filled balloon at one. And hit it.

The party madness during the night of 7-23-11

3 birthdays. 1 party. Enough noise energy to boil water. 15 HOURS of it. NO sleep. MISERY.

I am so messed up from last night that I'll just post some of the photos I got while snooping around.

These kids saw the camera and demanded a photo. So why not?

I took a lot of it.

HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY!!

This website is made possible by many things. I hate all those things but I'm thanking them at the same time. Thank you, all you stupid neighbors, kids, objects, and animals that made my site possible. So let's get to the party?

Nothing better than a cardboard cake that makes sparks, eh?

DANCING TIME, MOTHAFUGGAS

I'm a ROBOT

Empty presents. I just wanted the boxes and ribbons. It's for my latest evil scheme.

This Piñata is a painted animal. Note his terrified expression.

Parties are not complete without a PIE EATING CONTEST!!!

Obviously, I won.

Oh, where are my manners?! Biggest thanks to my waterpolo-loving friends who made the entire freshman year worthwhile. Without them, it would've literally been 50x worse.

Their names are Connor and Patrick. Patrick is on the left, Connor is to
the right.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND SEE YOU ALL SOON.

1st birthday coming on the 18th!

The preparations are falling into place like Tetris blocks. And in the good way.

Wait a second... won't dropping that piece cause the boxes to clear the
bottom 4 rows, thus making some disappear completely and cut some of the
boxes? I don't wanna buy replacement supplies.

Hopefully, the party will go smoothly. Usually, every birthday party I host always ends up like this:

Picture copyright Disney (Phineas & Ferb.)

The weird part is I never remember adding any gorillas. Or buying PINK cakes.

It's just ridiculous.

What's the ridiculousness? The fact the the younger kids (5th grade or below) of our generation are getting too much exposure to the outside world and all the things they shouldn't be experiencing.

The main thing is too much freedom on the internet.

1) Remember my Club Penguin addicted sister? Her CP Membership expires on the 25th of this month, and I was really pumped for it because then she would have nothing left to do, so then we can actually go out of the house to do REAL summer things WITHOUT the arguments with my sister that she wants to stay home. The way this usually happens is that I want to swim or go somewhere of at least medium-level enjoyableness outside of the house. Then we ask my sister if she wants to come and she's all "NOoOOOOOOooOOoo I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF DECORATING MY IGLOO AND TALKING WITH PEOPLE THAT CLAIM TO KNOW MEEEEE!!!". So then we suggest the I just go with my dad and leave my sister alone at home, but then we know she will just go like "CP CP CP CP CP" all day long (or until her eyes go red) until we get home. So this just turns out that nobody goes anywhere and the only happy one is my sister.

So anyways, remember I said I WAS pumped? I'm not anymore because my sister has discovered these things called private servers. It's like CP but with everything modified a bit and messed around (you could say customized) and put in another domain name. Also, the chat filter is completely gone and you can type ALL symbols/punctuation and numbers. People now have the ability to freely blather on about the dirtiest and most disturbing while being absolute potty mouths things ON A CHILDREN'S GAME (but modified) right in front of my almost 10 sister! That was the point I was trying to get to. Another thing I want to mention is that if those other penguins are kids of the same age as my sister (+ or - a year), why do they know all of... THAT?

However, her favorite private server crashed got shut down by Disney today due to legal issues (yes, private servers are somewhat illegal), so she's been playing very little and acting groggy while I have fun playing legitimate games and making paper models of polyhedrons, because I'm Asian.

So maybe if the private server doesn't come back, we can have the first good summer in 2 years.

2) The kids at her school obviously have too much exposure to YouTube and similar sites, especially the 4th and 5th graders. They know of all "memes", popular videos, and insanely popular but stupid videos; the viral ones that have tens/hundreds of millions of views. They go around potty-mouthing at school and constantly talking about Awesome Reach (WHY do they know of that?!), The Annoying Orange, asdfmovie, Leo & Satan, and all others you may know of.

They also all have Facebook accounts. I don't like that either.

The fact that they have so much internet freedom absolutely disgusts me. I don't know why.

3) 5th graders are now receiving sex ed. I know of this because my neighbor who has a pool (NOT party central) told me that they talked about "things" in class. He said the one kid raised his hand to ask about the "M-word" (The result is the "O-word", if you don't know what I mean, you're stupid). Then to my surprise, he said that the teacher actually began explaining it, IN DETAIL. What really disgusts me is why that kid knew about it. He obviously already knew about it and probably does it 5 times a night anyways and wanted to ask about it just because.

So, much stupidness and ridiculousness? I think YES! :D

My Irish friend's sister's iPod disaster.

This happened during the night of 4/28/11, starting around 6 PM and ending over four hours later. It all started from a missing iPod.

My Irish Friend was relaxing in his bedroom when his sister suddenly burst in, accusing him of stealing her iPod. That was a ridiculous accusation, he already had his own iPod for a long time and had no reason to take hers. He probably wouldn't want to, it's probably full of girly songs and she has a boyfriend who likely sends her... messages.

My Irish Friend has three sisters. The one in this post doesn't even have the same last name as him. His is Smith, hers is Beavers. So in this post I will call her the Blamey-Beaver. She likes blaming.

So, since he didn't take her iPod, he said "I don't have your iPod." She ignored that. She insisted that he took it, and it invariably led to an argument that soon caught the attention of their stepmother.

So now it also has the attention of their dad. He was calm at first.

I will call him Angry Man. He got very angry after Irish Friend denied that he took Blamey-Beaver's iPod. So then Irish Friend said, "If you're so sure I took her iPod, look around. I SWEAR I DON'T HAVE IT."

(Note: Parents always tend to lean on the daughter's side. This is certainly the case in my household.)

So he looked all over Irish Friend's room. VIOLENTLY. He overturned everything and opened up everything to find the iPod that was not there.

Before he looked around, the room was clean like this:

Then it was like this. But 5x worse.

After he made the mess, Irish Friend cleaned it up after telling his sister to look in her own room for the iPod.

Meanwhile, their dad (Angry Man) was flipping out. He was screaming and shouting and cussing as loud as he could while running around the house. You could hear it a block away.

This is their actual house. Don't be looking for any street signs or addresses,
because there aren't any, you creeper.

Eventually, his dad came back, still angry. He asked one more time if Irish Friend had taken Blamey-Beaver's  iPod and he said NO!!! Then Angry Man got crazy again. He messed up the room, again. And it was just done being cleaned.

At this point, Blamey-Beaver was bawling her eyes out. She ran away and went down to hide down by Rite Aid. It took them until 10 PM to finally find out where she was AND make her come home.

This is her likely path, about 0.77 miles or 3/4 miles.

After they got her home, everything was cooled down again. I still don't know if she ever found her iPod.

Anyways, you can see how a small, innocent object can cause a big mess and fill a house with the stench of stress and anger, which has happened many times in my life.

BYE-BYE FOR NOW.