Disillusionment

Tonight when David and I got back from Howl’s Moving Castle (which was entertaining and odd) we pulled into the driveway behind the dorm and could hear loud music (O-Zone’s Dragosta Din Tei, to be specific) pounding from the building. Looking up, it was the room *right* below mine and there were people dancing. I was so … taken aback and, well, frightened, really, that I retreated to Mirrielees. Regathering my courage, I resolved to return to Manz and ask the people to please turn it down. I got to the door of the offending room and was further taken aback to see that it was the room of another Buck scholar. I had to ask one of his friends to turn the music down. Now I’m feeling a little bit confused and disillusioned; maybe I just need to get more down to earth and become less naive and critical. But I just can’t bear it when people so obnoxiously intrude on others’ peace and sanity. It’s not polite.

So the music’s down, though I can still feel the subwoofer, and I’m heading to bed after a long first week back at Stanford. Happy birthday to Pat, by the way.

Sleep, my doors are open, I beg you to come in…

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