Messy Drama

1. Attend a party behind her house on the day before her last day of class (note: this works better if she has a test to study for)
2. Scream uproariously every five seconds. No, you do not need to have a reason.
3. Play lots of music. Preferably one with heavy bass.  (note: if you REALLY wanted to drive Kaye crazy, play Love Story by Taylor Swift)
4. Shout along to the lyrics
5. Keep it up until the wee hours of the morning.

I hate my neighbors, I really do. Especially the teenagers. No class, no breeding the lot of them. I feel like going over there and whacking them all on the head with the imaginary cane that symbolizes my advanced age.

Or reporting them to the village guard. *cue evil laughter* But Mom says I can't report them because 'tis the season and everything. BUT THIS IS RIDICULOUS OKAY? There's a fine line between celebratory and just plain boisterous. I hope someone else reports them. I hope they get busted for like...underage drinking or something. 

Momma didn't raise no foo. T______T

By the way, you can still leave me some love if you don't think I'm too cranky and surly for it.