someone stop me from hating the british

so the first night we were here, there was a knocking on our door at 2 a.m. sketchy right? after knocking three different times, our dorm-mate got up and answered the door. it was some drunk british guy who was like, "this is my dorm." kylee logically said, "no this isn't." so he then told her he was lost which she logically replied, "sorry, i can't help you." and shut the door. we all kind of chuckled, even though we were annoyed.
so, yesterday at breakfast we were talking to some boys at the table who said they went out and got drunk that night. so we asked them if they had knocked on our door. they said it wasn't them, but it was probably someone that was in their group. we carried on with our day as you can tell in my last post.

let me set last night up for you a bit. we're in australia, so it's hot. duh. our room doesn't have a/c but it has a fan, so we just leave the window open at night with the fan going. directly under our window is a little patio you can go out and eat on. there are signs EVERYWHERE saying that it closes at 11:30 so people can sleep along with an ass- ton of signs that say no booze on the premise. smart, right? well apparently this large group of british people can't read, or don't care. from midnight to who knows when, they were out there getting drunk. this isn't the part that bothers me. if they want to drink, that doesn't hurt me. what does is how fucking LOUD they were. think back to elementary school where they said "18 inch voices" would get the other person to hear you just fine and dandy. these guys...they didn't remember that rule. they were YELLING and talking at the very top of their lungs. i also don't mind a good time and having fun, but seriously, they wouldn't shut up. and it was so loud that with our blaring fan going and after slamming the window, i still had to put my pillow over my head which barely muffled the sound.

i did finally fall asleep, not sure when, but i do know that i was awoken AGAIN at 4 a.m. with knocking on our door. wtf. i didn't think that it seriously was happening again. once again, three different times they knocked. i drug my sorry ass out of bed and opened the door, ready to go apeshit.

there were two dudes out there. and before i could even speak one said (insert english accent here), "so i heard i knocked on your door last night and woke you up. i came to apologize and make amends even though i woke you up again. here's a coke!" and proceeded to hand me a half-full coke bottle.

i simply said, "it's four in the morning" he then asked if i was american, which i never really get the vibe is a good thing around here. he then wanted to come inside and hang out and apologize. i told him if he just left, all would be forgiven. by this time, kristan was yelling at him to go away and kylee was yelling at me to shut the door. i was a little nervous though because he got real serious and said, "you're just going to shut the door in my face?"

and then i did anyway.

and then the fuckers knocked again.

this time kylee got up, told them to piss off and everyone was trying to sleep. that she didn't want to hang out with them because she wasn't wasted and running around at 4 in the morning.

needless to say, i'm pretty tired today and a little angry at our very loud and obnoxious english friends. if anyone knocks on our door tonight....there's going to be extreme hell to pay.