Came back from malaysia today at 11.30pm after an excruciating jam at the causeway.
We were greeted by a cny party.
Not the mild mahjong-auntie kind, mind.
The college kind.

The apartment next to mine apparently hosted a party while their parents were away. There was random whooping, loud conversation, and someone was playing video games at full volume inside): My sister called it the kind of party they have on gossip girl, partly because most of the people at the party were expats. Or their kids. You could smell the alcohol in the air.

I mean if there ever was a time to say "shut the fuck up", this would be it, you know.

DRUNK GIRL WITH FAG IN HAND: Do you need help with your luggage? We're just making a teeny bit of noise.
ME: *breaks into delirious laughter*

I guess this is what people say college is like.