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On a slightly more miserable note, This post falls under the: 'I'm tired and I want to have a rant but my best friend's gone out for the day so I'll have to do it on my blog' category.

I share a room with 3 other people. Most of the time it's really fun, you get a really close relationship, it's nice to have someone to chat to at the end of the day when you're lying in bed. But there are two flaws: Even with the best of people, when you eat, sleep and work in the same place, you begin to see an awful lot of the same people and the smallest things about their personality can begin to grate on your nerves. I'm sure I really irritate some people, but one of my roomies is currently irritating me more than usual. The other flaw is a personal one: It turns out, I'm a very light sleeper. I seem to wake up and very little. This is where today's rant stems from.

The roomie in question is quite loud generally. I had night-shift last night so I really really wanted to sleep today because I was exhausted, something about doing nothing all night except staying awake really takes it out of you. Anyway, I manage to sleep through from 7.30am to maybe 1.30pm. 6 hours isn't too bad, but I would really like more. I'm woken by her phone ringing, it's our other room-mate who's in Joburg. It's not so much the phone ringing I was annoyed at, it was more that she sat on the top bunk having a really loud conversation at my equivalent of 4/5 in the morning instead of going outside.Then she calls someone else to arrange a skype or something. ARGH. Then she puts the fan on. This has become a bit of a battle subject recently in our room. There is a desk fan and this roomie like to put it on and leave it on all night under the impression it keeps the mosquitos off her. Judging by the amount of twitching, swearing and slapping that goes on, I would confidently say, it doesn't work. It used to just blow the mozzies into the bottom bunk where I was and they couldn't work out how to get out again, but now I have a net. The problem we have with the fan is that it is fairly noisy and she is the only one who feels any of the moving air because of the way she directs it. It's maddening. You're trying to sleep in a hot, sticky room and you can hear a fan, you can hear the air moving, you just can't feel it. It makes you feel even more hot and sticky. But when we ask her if she could not use the fan, she lies on the top bunk twitching and muttering and huffing and tutting.

So I might have stolen the blades out of the fan!