My ghetto apartment building...

[cerah]

After I moved I went through all my clothes n tossed a bunch (I know... me throw away clothes... it was hard) but from what I didn't toss I found a whole buncha stuff I hadn't worn in ages so to the washing machine downstairs I went.

First off there's this lake in the laundry room so I'm like WTF are the machines borken? I toss my clothing and soap in the machine (there's only one for the 26 tenants that live there) and put the money in the slot. I go to push it in... it gets stuck. After beating it for a few minutes it works.

2.5hrs and 2 loads of laundry later I come downstairs to grab my white load out of the machine. EVERYTHING is still wet... not just damp... friggin wet!! It was a smallish load too. So now everything's laid out on my living room floor (hardwood) and hopefully by the time I get home tonight it'll be dry.

Course lets not mention my sketchy landlord... my crappy old suite in the building... waking up with people in my kitchen... cracke dout linoleum floors... horrid green paint jobs... the list goes on and on I assure you.

*shakes her head*

My new suite looks so much nicer thankfully... but still the building kinda creeps out. I keep getting that "Psycho" vibe when I have a shower and last night there was this breeze in the bathroom that kept blowing the shower curtain at me... but there's no windows... no fans... and the door was closed. I think I have a ghost living in my bathroom =/

[miss.myra]

Hey Cerah!

I hope the move went well..

anyways, after suffering through far too many frustrations of apartment laundry facilities, I just choose to go to the laundromat, I can get everything done in half the time and far cheaper. There's one about two blocks away from you too...I'd reccomend it! :P

M

[~god~]

haha thats sounds like my apartment, EXACTLY!! its so fucked up. Tho in my ghetto appartment, some cracked up fuckaz put a bag of rocks in the washers and fucked it up at like 2 AM. and the fucking noise woke everyone up. there was water everywhere. and the fukin manager never fixed it. so now i either have to wash em by hand or take it all the way to the closest laundry place which is like 20 min by car. WTF... haha but s'all good. not like im paying more to deserve more.
haha and you forgot the cardboard-ish walls. The chik next to my room is a fukin whore and has sex like everynight -- and the noise.. :|. I get knocks on the wall if im talking too loud on the FUCKING PHONE. lol. o well. u get used to it, and life goes on... haha

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