This is going to sound mildly depressing, but the downside of being happy is the lack of creativity I have. I used to be able to weave words together that didn't belong with each other but still brought forth so many emotions. But now. Now I'm happy. And dry. Completely out of any artistic abilities, besides my elitist music taste (which is still iffy). I just want to be able to write or speak and have my words bleed together like acrylics on a canvas. I just want it back. Maybe I should start up a journal again, even though it'll just be filled with what I ate during the day because that's basically all I do. Eat, sleep, sit, and go to class 10 hours a week. Occasionally I do homework. But let's move on.
Sorry that it's been so long, but my internet has not been working (I have the best landlord!!!!!!!...) But hey, let's take that as an opportunity to talk about my house(s?), roommates & lovely landlord.
My roommates and I got a new house for next year, yay. Hopefully we have a better experience there than we did where we currently live. We're in the same neighborhood (3 houses away!), but we're happy about that. Something about the ghetto feels like home. In our current house we have to deal with the faulty washing machine (it's like a freaking spaceship, I'm serious), extremely thin walls, horrible water pressure, uncarpeted stairs (which is a breeding ground for stomping), and (for me) one outlet. SIDENOTE, I have two powerbars plugged into one outlet. I'm living in a electrical trap!
Realistically, next year we're going to face the same, or similar, problems. Although, the stairs are carpeted, and our washing machine probably won't go crazy and knock detergent over that stains the floor (don't ask). We even have a backyard with a deck now! Sure, you have to walk through somebody's bedroom to get there, but hey, at least we have somewhere outside we can go on nicer nights instead of our current "backyard" which is just a driveway (and a goddamn skating rink for the last couple months). Our landlord seems a lot nicer than our current one, but I'm extremely wary. If you only knew what my housemates and I are forced to put up with...
We're planning on staying in this new house for the next two years at least, so we're excited to make it our own. In our current home we just have a "Birthday Girl" banner and streamers from mid-October, some "Smoking is Bad" posters by our front door, and a Justin Bieber pinata. Yep, you read that right. (For any of my housemates that are reading this right now, I hope you realize we're gonna buy a new pinata for next year, even if it isn't a Biebs one).
Anyway! If you have any scary housing stories, let me know in the comments! It would be fun to see how my house and experiences measured up.
We had a drip in our bathroom...directly above the toilet. Try going to the bathroom while dodging the questionable vent water raining down on you. We had lots of fun housing experiences but by now they all seem very far away.
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