Packing and Cracking
I'm still to exhausted to really do much of anything. This time I have a lot to say today.
First off, we finally (AND I MEAN FINALLY) started moving to the new house. I was exactly excited to move. Why? Because we were packing, yeah, that's right, no super, strong, movers that do it for you. So yeah, it's slow and arduous and I really don't feel like doing it. My new room, is like the exact same size as my old one except the closet is a smaller rectangle (I think that I might just stay in the closet a lot just because of it's shape). Anyway, so we're moving and moving and moving (yeah it's that monotonous)... Nothing's really going smoothly, but not to shabby either.
We get the tv set up and then the problems started with the house. Electricity, plumbing, just about everything that makes a house a decent place to live was messed up. It wouldn't have been nearly as annoying had we not had an inspector and NOT had the guy that originally owned the house promise to fix these things. Not only that, but the circuits in the house were so BAD that we couldn't even use the power! Sparks flew out too. Which would have been more visually inspiring had it not been in the house. Damn. Then the ciruit breaker was in the bathroom! In the FOCCING BATHROOM!!!!! HOLY HELLTASTIC OF MOTHER FLIPPIN' GOD DOSOMOFO EARTH! >_> What was this a house of death originally?
Then the plumbing was just awful... >_> No washing machine. Never had a worn such horrible outfits in my life. I mean, it was horrible even for my fashion sense. Thank god it's fixed now. And last but not least, I passed a Math test with a flipping "A" after thinking I had failed from a combination of lack of sleep, medicine and pollen that was over 5000.
All in all, I have more respect for washing machines and electricity. Oh, and due to boredom, I learned how to juggle 3+ items. I also got in a bit of physical shape from all of this packing.
First off, we finally (AND I MEAN FINALLY) started moving to the new house. I was exactly excited to move. Why? Because we were packing, yeah, that's right, no super, strong, movers that do it for you. So yeah, it's slow and arduous and I really don't feel like doing it. My new room, is like the exact same size as my old one except the closet is a smaller rectangle (I think that I might just stay in the closet a lot just because of it's shape). Anyway, so we're moving and moving and moving (yeah it's that monotonous)... Nothing's really going smoothly, but not to shabby either.
We get the tv set up and then the problems started with the house. Electricity, plumbing, just about everything that makes a house a decent place to live was messed up. It wouldn't have been nearly as annoying had we not had an inspector and NOT had the guy that originally owned the house promise to fix these things. Not only that, but the circuits in the house were so BAD that we couldn't even use the power! Sparks flew out too. Which would have been more visually inspiring had it not been in the house. Damn. Then the ciruit breaker was in the bathroom! In the FOCCING BATHROOM!!!!! HOLY HELLTASTIC OF MOTHER FLIPPIN' GOD DOSOMOFO EARTH! >_> What was this a house of death originally?
Then the plumbing was just awful... >_> No washing machine. Never had a worn such horrible outfits in my life. I mean, it was horrible even for my fashion sense. Thank god it's fixed now. And last but not least, I passed a Math test with a flipping "A" after thinking I had failed from a combination of lack of sleep, medicine and pollen that was over 5000.
All in all, I have more respect for washing machines and electricity. Oh, and due to boredom, I learned how to juggle 3+ items. I also got in a bit of physical shape from all of this packing.