Sleepness night

Went home early from school today, because I was so tired. This week, we were gonna start teaching positional language in maths; and we were gonna start off in a PE lesson, by constructing an obstacle course, and focusing the language on going over/under/through the obstacles. I used to love obstacle courses when I was younger; me and Jon would make them out of anything, and just constantly race. And this afternoon, I was going to be teaching the children about chocolate and how it's made, because of Red Nose Day. Quite annoyed/upset I didn't get to teach either of those lessons. I think the teacher was a bit annoyed at me as well; she reprimanded me by saying "just don't come in, if you're not well". I was trying to show a kind of determination by making sure I went in, but in the end I just felt a bit silly. I think she would have preferred it if I'd just rung up and said I wasn't going in, so that she could plan properly, rather than me going in and waiting until first break before deciding I wanted to go home.

So last night - got in bed by about 21:45. Pretty good. Had quite a restful weekend, which I needed. I found it quite difficult to get to sleep though, because I was thinking about how I'm scared of going to Sweden, which led me to thinking something along the lines of "Fear is the fat, stupid brother of hope - it's hope that someone will come in and take control, and change things for you. Because once you take control, and bravely move forward with your decisions, fear is no longer such an issue." But anyway, got to sleep around 22:30.
Then I was woken up, by someone saying "Ssh, people are sleeping, don't wake them up", which I thought was quite sweet. I also thought it was about 23:00. Anyway, the person (V, from our flat) was trying to be quiet, then someone else (R, from another flat) rang the doorbell 3 times (it's a loud doorbell, right by my bedroom door), opened the door, fell over, starting yelling, slamming doors... I got up and saw it was actually 1:45am. I didn't want to get in an argument with drunk people, so I left it, thinking they'd go to sleep soon. Cue more cluttering around and slamming things in the kitchen, people opening windows and yelling/screaming/whooping to people in other flats. A few minutes later, E knocked on my door, shocked and upset at the fact that when she got up to say "What the fuck is going on?" Some random man was standing right outside her door.
The noise had stopped, so we we tried going back to sleep. I turned off the kitchen light, and noticed that the door to the flat hadn't been closed properly, so I closed it (bear in mind a girl had been in tears because of a strange man being in our flat). This was about 2am. I started drifting off to sleep, then at about 2:45, heard a tapping at the door. I thought it was on my bedroom door at first, but it was the door to the flat. It was V.
"Tim, someone locked me out."
"Yeah, that was me - it's nearly 3 in the morning, it's not fucking acceptable to come in here, yelling and slamming doors while people are sleeping."
Of course, she didn't like that, so she went mental and started calling me a wanker, and saying that everyone in our flat is a bastard. All I said was "You are in the wrong." And closed my door. Then she started yelling some more and accusing me of stealing her keys. Eventually she left, and slept in R's flat, saying "Yeah, at least not everyone in your flat is a bastard." Bit harsh, I thought, considering B and J had silently stayed in their rooms.
After being woken so much, found it quite hard to get back to sleep; don't think I did until 4. And the worst part? B is being observed today. V knew that as well - E had textededed her at about 21:30, to say that B needed something from her, for her observed lesson.

So basically, came home because I need to catch up on some sleep. I just hope B is alright.