feeling much better.

their guests didn't leave until 6am, which was only followed by a full on fight between this ridiculous neighboring couple of mine.  it got pretty bad, meaning, the guy started throwing shit around the apartment.  i'm talking--breaking things, things falling everywhere, walls are probably punched in, made me jump and worry about the girl's safety next door (i will not have sympathy for this girl, i will not have sympathy for this girl).

it took a lot for me to call the cops at 1:30 in the morning.  to be honest i wasn't even sure how far it'd go.  i've never called the cops!  i'm not one to rat someone out like that.  but this was just too much for me to bear.

if it wasn't for my friend simon who happened to be online also, i really wouldn't have gotten through it (thanks simon, so much).

i just felt so... scared
and alone
and weak..
and helpless.


and angry, and defeated..

the cops never came into the apartment, and i didn't dare ask them myself to stfu.  last time i did the guy was so hostile, i just couldn't bring myself to do it.  if anything, that alone was justification enough for me to call the cops.  thanks nypd for nothing.

after this full on fight, it was 6:30 am.
without having slept at all (literally, 8 hours of lying in bed, not sleeping...) i decided to take a shower, because i knew if i slept now that i wouldn't make it to work.  might as well go early and if anything, leave early.

took a shower, but ended up passing out on the floor, only to wake up at 9:30am.  shit.
my eyes were swollen, head was pounding.. i wasn't gonna make it. so i called out sick.

my coworkers are the best.
the fact that i was even able to tell them what happened today, without having to give a backstory of the previous encounters with these neighbors from hell made me realize how much of a support system i have at work.  and regardless of any frustrations with the business we may have, at least we're in it together, and care about each other like that.  it was nice to have that today, and i was grateful.

on my way up the stairs into the apartment, i ran into another tenant on the same floor.  we've never met, but i asked her if she was bothered by these neighbors early monday night.  she said that she was away, but has had issues with their noise and just plain inconsiderateness in the past.  apparently when she's knocked on their wall politely to ask them to keep it down, the guy BANGS on the wall really hard.  ASSHOLE. >:O

i talked to my super and told him what happened.  i asked for the landlord and owner's information because i had filed a complaint with the police and i was really upset.  he said that he'd talk to the tenants personally and also let the landlord know.

ACTION ITEMS:
-write a formal letter, attach a hardcopy of the complaint that i made to the police
-have my new same-floor friend sign it (already said she'd be more than happy to), also citing that she's had problems with them in the past
-set my emotions aside, be strong
-hope that these fuckers never try to pull something so stupid again
-move on, and not let those feelings i felt that night bring me down anymore.

2 down, 3 more to go.
xxmon