Bitches and hoes....
the GODDAMN land lady rented our apartment out from under us. I told her I would talk to her on monday and give her the money then. When she called me back on monday afternoon she told me that she had rented our apartment but that we could have the two bedroom apartment, that she offered to us on friday for $475, for $480. When I told Clint what she said he immediately said fuck her. So it was a good thing b/c no one wants a psyco land lord, but I REALLY wanted to live in a nice neighborhood. And I think that apartment complexes are just so depressing. I don't want to live with 500 other people. That is why I hate the dorm SO much. Clint and I are private people. We need a quiet area where he can play guitar and I can study. I have been looking for an apartment for months now. Like hard core looking, and clint and I searched for a week before we found what we thought was going to be perfect. I am nervous that I won't be able to find something that will suit us and that isn't a complex. I want to break down and sob. Haven't I been taking the right steps to get to where I want to be? Why isn't this shit falling into place?!?