Incoherent Thoughts

Ugh. I hate people.
Went (or attempted to go) to sleep around 6 AM. A perfectly normal time for me. What I didn't expect or enjoy were the numerous people insisting on bothering me within six hours of that. First, a neighbor goes and loses her keys and rings every doorbell in the fricking house at least a dozen times before anyone bothers to get up at half past seven on Saturday morning to call the janitor for her (why yes, it was my brother, who, just by the way, is sick, who finally called for her. Opened the door on her second round of oh-don't-mind-me-just-ringing-every-fucking-doorbell-in-the-place. I wouldn't be so pissed off if that particular person wasn't known for doing the exact same thing every time she wants to call a taxi to go out drinking... >.<) It didn't end there, of course. A couple hours after, my grandmother decides to call, and won't believe that I'm sleeping and really, really tired and hardly understood a word she said. She goes and blabbers on for half an hour before finally letting me try again. And yet, no sleep for me for longer than an hour or two that time, either. Next comes mom, insisting I get up and eat ice-cream cake I have no desire to eat, and besides makes way more noise than necessary when she decided to clean up the place. I'd already gone back to (attempting to) sleep by then...
I've never taken well to interruptions of my sleep. Ended up not waking up on my own until half past eight. At which point, it being Saturday, I couldn't go buy food anymore since everything is closed. Oh, don't mind me, just a little pissed off right now. D: