Reason One:
Monday night I was alone in the apartment and I realized that this is the first time I have been alone since I moved there. It wouldn't have bothered me too much, but then I peeked down cellar, (for those of you outside of the Boston area, translation: I looked downstairs into the basement) and realized that the door leading to the outside was wide open. Then I started to think how the windows do not really lock and most of them do not even have screens and that if someone actually did enter I would never hear them because my air conditioner sounds like a jet plane.
So I started freaking myself out and ran around the place jamming window shut and ultimately pushing very heavy objects against the cellar door.
My old place was so lacking in security, we're lucky we have never been burglarized! I suppose living with three guys gave me a false sense of security. I should have knows, knowing their personalities, that they would push me towards the intruder; therefore, saving themselves.
In conclusion: That apartment is a burglary waiting to happen.
Reason Two:
6:50 A.M. my phone rings. There is only one person on my phone that has his own ring and that's only because he put it there himself, J.
We already know how I feel about my phone and the early morning.
"What could you possibly want?"
"You're sleeping? Sorry buddy."
Sighing heavily and making sure my voice is optimally groggy. "My alarm doesn't go off until 7:00"
"Oh, I'm in traffic. Is my phone charger in your room?"
"Why would your charger be in my room?"
"Well I saw one in there the other night. Is that yours?"
I petrified to ask the next question. "Why were you in my room the other night?"
"Oh I let little brother sleep in your room. You don't mind right?"
"J! You could have asked me! I knew someone had been in here. Why didn't he just sleep on the couch?"
I mean little brother is not exactly a stand up citizen for many reasons I don't want to get to on this blog, but lets just say, I didn't really like the idea of a kid who takes videos on his phone of him having sex with his (underage) gf and then showing them to his older brother.
I was positively skeeved out.
"It was a million degrees out! I didn't think you would mind."
Taken advantage of again. If he would have called then I would have said yes. I would have felt horrible saying no. I also could have come home and washed all my bedding!
Good riddance!
Reason Three: (multiple)
A) Rent's Cheaper
B) I don't know my roommates life history and probably won't be subjected to their personal issues, and they probably won't hug my feet.
C) My bedroom floor does not have a slant. Seriously my mom got sea sick in my old room. I got used to it after a while and it was fun to watch things roll from one side to the other.
D) My closet is HUGE and of normal height! My pants will no longer hit the floor! Oh joy is a big closet.
I think that's it for now. I think this will be good. I'm excited to see how everything works out as time progresses.
The only thing that went wrong is I woke up with major leg cramps this morning, but that is my own fault. I'm staying away from dried apricots though. Ugh!
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