The only thing about this, we don't have a shitload of roaches like our previous apartments. I mean they were everywhere.A roach once stole my bacon outta my sandwich when I was 8 years old. I left it sitting on the floor for like a minute! Don't get meh wrong. We still have a good amount of them.I woke up one morning and a roach was on my HelloKitty bed cover looking meh in the eyes. I freaked out. & rolled outta bed, face first. Ouch! Omg, omg, was he watching meh the entire time?!
The shower has been broken for three weeks. The water comes out at full blast like a fucking hurricane & gets everywhere. The shower curtain doesn't help one little bit. After ever shower our bathroom looks like a pool. Woot! All we need is a diving board. The shower head actually fell off while my mother was taking a shower & hit her in the chest. A piece of fucking medium suzed metal slammed her in the chest. Can u imagine? She was pissed off. She's even bonier than meh.I'm surprised she survived. She had half a mind to sue Dr.James, the man that owns our apartments. These are his "underprivileged property" I've seen the rest of his properties. They're in nice upper class neighborhoods & they're mostly lofts & condos. He's a doctor who went to Harvard, School of Medicine, top Realtor & owns a two doctors offices. She'd never will a case against him. He's so annoying. I hate that man. Grr, he needs to fix the dent in his Lexus tho. I mean c'mon.It just looks tacky.
The toilet has been broken for months! We've had 2 maintenance men attempt to fix it. Their efforts were in vain. It constantly rings all night & all day. My brother even tried to fix it. It broken again in a few days. We actually avoid taking bowel movements b/c it'll take the shit 5 flushes, minimum to go down. One time I peed, then flushed it. It overflowed and went all onto the floor, luckily it stopped flowing just as it was about to make it into the hallway on the carpet. So glad there was no shit in there at the time *gags*
The fridge is broken. It take us two damn days to make ice. We don't have ice trays therefore no ice cubes. We use empty Powerade,Gatorade & Vitamin Water bottles, fill them with water & pile them up into the freezer. She fills her half way so that when they freeze she can pour other liquids over them.I fill mine completely, let them thaw for a few minutes then bang them against the bathtub for the ice to break apart, making asymmetrical ice chips. I wonder if my neighbors hear that & think someone is being abused in our unit. o.O We haven't been able to put ice cream in there for months & months. If we do, we have to finish it in 2 hours, max b4 it melts all over the place. But get this, if you put things in the back of the actually fridge by the light bulb. They'll freeze in like 2 hours. It fucking froze our syrup.I don't know why we even had it.I can't remember the last time we had pancakes.
The dishwasher is now broken, we have no clean dishes. It's been broken for about two weeks but we've still been using it b/c we weren't sure it was actually broken. We found out when there were these random water puddles in the kitchen & trails of water coming from the bottom of the water.Then we opened it, all the things in there had flipped upside down & were filled with gross, nasty, brown colored water that smelled like a sewer. We tried to see what was going on. My mother found something in the back of the washer.She was like "is this a condom in my dish washer?!" I laughed out loud. No! It was a piece of plastic that had kinda of melted together. I took it from her. I said see, it's not even stretchy, condoms are stretchy. She looked at meh weird. Not that I would know, mother. But that wasn't what caused the problem. Sometimes it works, sometimes it does.It's a hit & miss situation. This time it isn't working! The water is just standing in the bottom of it, making the kitchen smell like a dump. I can't hand wash the few dishes b/c there's no dish washing liquid left. We use those space looking tablets filled with soap to put into the washer. They don't work outside of it. I tried at our last place. Wtf Mother, where's the washing liquid?! We're outta that too Brittanie. Are u fucking kidding meh?!
Not that we even have actual dishes. We eat out of those black microwavable dishes you get when you buy dinners. We only have 5 of them. Sometimes we argue over who gets what dish b/c they're different in shapes & whatnot. She like the ones that just have one section. I like the ones with the 3 sections, so my food won't touch if we eat more than one thing. I get queasy if the mashed potatoes touches the corn. We don't have cups either. We use old jars that pickles & jelly use to be reside in. Sometimes it gets gross like when I'm drinking fruit punch & the smell of pickles is trying to knock meh out.
Right now there are NO clean microwavable plates to eat out of. What few utensils we have are also dirty. We had one butter knife, 2 forks & 3 spoons in various sizes. They're all dirty with dried up food on them. I was like mother, wtf is going on in this kitchen? I had a temper tantrum. I picked up the knife, there was crusty old mustard on the edges of it. Eww! I threw it into the window. I'm gonna forget it's there. The spoon has some kind of brown stuff on it. Gawd, I hope that's chocolate. The plastic dishes are all greasy & gross looking.
She's always on my skinny ass about eating, I haven't been home in a week. I've lost 3lbs.
So just now I attempt to eat. It's 4pm. I go into the kitchen looking for something to make my homemade sub sandwich in. I couldn't find a dish so I took the clear glass plate out of the microwave & used it.
We're pretty much outta food too but I'm far to lazy to walk to the grocery store.
Usually my sandwich would contain: mustard, tomatoes, onions, pickles, lettuce, vinegar, cheese, banana peppers, & of course 3 thin slices of both turkey & ham. This time only half of that went onto the sandwich: cheese, pickles, banana peppers & mustard.It ruined the sandwich.
There was one pickle left in the jar.When I left there was an entire jar of pickles. I come back, there's one small pickle left that looks kinda deformed. There wasn't anything to take it out with so use my finger. Then it was time to cut it. Mother didn't buy the pickles I prefer.These are Kosher Dill spears with the rough touch skin on them & you have to slice them up or have this huge chunk of pickle on your sandwich, I've swallowed one whole. Very uncomfortable feeling.I had to break it into pieces with my fingers.That was mission impossible.
I grabbed a piece of Swiss cheese from the bottom of the fridge.Again, no knife so I sliced it in half with finger nail. I hope there wasn't any dirt inside them or I'm gonna be sick.
I smeared the Organic mustard on the bottom piece of bread with my fingers. Icky. I use to all do that all the time actually,My mother would always be like "nasty Brittanie, use a knife" Well now I can't so "ha! mother"
I made the sandwich, heated it up in the microwave. It sucked without everything on it. Yuck, times like this I wish I was bulimic so I could go barf this shit up.
On a latter note, Will said my annoyance over powers my cuteness. He even "dumbed" it down for meh like I'm fucking five. Here goes...
My cuteness runs at him at full speed but just as it's almost about to get to him, my annoyance jumps in the way and knocks the cuteness out. Epic fail. He's like "almost there, almost there" Annoyance pushes it back. So every time he thinks he likes meh, I go into my annoying mode & it just turns him off. Gawd, has he ever spend a day with himself. As if he's not annoying also.
And he's totally ignoring my texts right now. Grr, I wonder what he's doing. Better be busy with rehearsal. Oh wait, he has a gig tonight.He's getting ready for that by sleeping probably. Oops.