dingoes8

I don't know how much I've told any of you about the stuff going on with my neighbors. Basically, they're loud and wake me up and I hate them. I've gotten into shouting matches with them a few times, called the landlord a bunch, called the cops and got them citations. It hasn't been getting any better. But I've been getting less and less sleep over the past few weeks. I'm falling behind in school and I've been sick for like three weeks. Work takes so much out of me these days.

Tomorrow morning, my mom's coming to pick me up early to take me back to her house. We're getting our cat put to sleep this week, and I'm working (surprise surprise), so I want to get a chance to say goodbye to him. She has to get me at like eight AM. Work sucked tonight, two people called in sick, and I was really, really hoping to get some sleep. But of course, it's Friday night and my neighbors were having a party. I tried to sleep, but it just wasn't coming. So I went over and knocked on their door. But the music was too loud and they couldn't hear it. So I cracked the door open to try to talk to them. Stupid decision right there. From what I could see, some people were playing cards at a table and they were smoking something. Anyways, when they saw some stranger open their door, they were not pleased. There were I think four guys and a few girls. The guys got up and like ran at the door. I shut it quickly and tried to go back to my room, but they were right behind me. They started yelling at me and I was kinda freaking out, so I didn't say much, just went back to my room. But one of them got his foot in my door and I couldn't close it. One or more of them hit me I don't really remember what happened after that, it happened so fast. My glasses got broken. A few weeks ago, I decided to keep a big stick by my door, from when I tried to make a cricket bat for my Shaun of the Dead halloween costume. "Just in case things got out of hand", but it was mostly just a joke so I could tell people about it. Like me, Brett, would ever get into a fight. Funny, right? Anyways, they had me backed against my fridge, and the stick is right next to it, so I grabbed it. I was mostly using it to defend myself, there were too many of them for me to actually go after at first. But I guess I got one of them in the face pretty well and just kept going at him until he fell back into the hallway. I think some of his friends went after him and I started hitting the other guy until he backed up and I could close and lock my door. I don't even know if I'm remembering it right. My eye is swollen and my nose is sorta bleeding. There is a pretty sizable bloodstain in my doorway and there is a tooth on my carpet. It's not mine. I don't know what the hell to do with it. I don't want to touch it. They've been pounding on my door for the past twenty minutes, I guess they called the cops or something. I think the one kid is really hurt.

I have no idea what's going to happen now. Even if nothing happens with the cops, I have to live here with them for another two months. I am going to run into them in the hallways at some point. I almost hope I get evicted because I don't know how I'm going to live like this another two months. I took a picture of the tooth. It's kinda gross, though.