Grr, I am cross now.
I was all excited about my new clarinet book, and I played all of two short pieces, and then Mai came and knocked on my door and asked me to stop because she was trying to sleep.
I mean, is it my fault that my flatmates keep such odd hours? I have to listen to her crazy Thai music in the middle of the night sometimes, can't she put up with a bit of clarinet? It wasn't as if I was playing that loud.
This is why I hardly ever play my clarinet any more, because I know people will just moan about it. But where else am I supposed to practice?