Noise is a hard thing to sleep in

I HATE TRAINS. I HATE THEM ESPESICALLY WHEN THEY ARE RIGHT NEXT TO YOUR BED.

Oh such pain, such pain.
Most nights i have to sleep through freight trains passing by 24/7, but last night was a special treat. There was some awesome construction going on, which emitted sounds that would probably stun a baby. It was awful. I don't understand why they have to do it in such a un-godly hour. I didn't have any cotton so i had to take apart 3 q-tips and peel the cotton of, somehow make them into a ball and stuff my ears with them. it was so hard to stay asleep.

Other than my terrible sleeping patters, i have officially become depressed. I was really doing bad last night when i got back from work. I was totally missing my friends and family. I was especially missing my mom's ridiculously funny laugh. This is what i get for making drastic decisions. I was so fed up with being in my apt, which has no TV, that I went out on my own to a bar near me. It's a nice Independent Film Cinema/bar/restuarant. It was nice and there was a large selection of draft beer. So I boldly went in, ordered one and had a seat. I started talking to the girls who worked there.. being an idiot and asking if they wanted to be my friend... YAH!

one even asked me to come to her house party... oooooooo.
but i ended up having some nice conversation with the bouncer guy who also worked a music hall, he mentioned that Gwen Steffani is very nice and so is Kylie Monouge. I agreed i thought if i met them they would be nice.

after that i went home, tried to sleep, and thats when hell started.. mentioned above.