Well, I've moved into my new house. It was a total disaster on the day the lease started, so my landlord told me to move in a few days later. I did, and it was still a bit of a disaster. The old tenants basically threw all their trash from the house into the backyard, which attracted the raccoons. They also stopped bothering to put their trash in bags, and just started tossing random items out the window. The day I moved in, I looked out the window, and saw perogies, Jamaican patties, and random meat bones scattered in the backyard .. what a nice first impression. Also, I can hear mice in the walls, and after the many days that trash was left in the house, the ants have come. I feel so gross living here.
The first night here was RIDICULOUS. Two of my housemates got piss drunk. I ended up driving this one guy's car for hours, getting lost in the outskirts of town, looking for "Little John Dr." and "Robin Hood Dr." so my friend could steal the roadsigns for his room. After hours of circling, we found it, but even with a socket wrench we couldn't get them off, while my drunk friends ran amok in the neighbourhood and tried to break into cars. Finally, for some ridiculous reason, my friend decided to take a leak on a rich guy's lawn, but he was watching, so he started screaming at him, and somehow his whole FAMILY was there and came out. My drunk friend (J) tried to negotiate, while I started the car and we were all screaming "J, GET IN THE FUCKING CAR!! GET IN THE FUCKING CAR!!" while he went "A, did you pee on this lawn? What the hell is this? What are we all talking about? Chill the fuck out!". Finally I sped off.
At one point in the night, An (not A, but An, haha) decided to throw a handful of cutlery at me. Not fun. He also ended up running out of the house with eggs and egging our (new) neighbours. He and J also took the old tenants' food out of the fridge (in glass jars) and threw it on the street in a drunken rage. RIDICULOUS .. I felt like apologizing to the neighbours (and I will soon). Then, An decided to drive drunk .. NOT COOL and went around the neighbourhood at 120 km/h.
The most ridiculous part was (when *I* was driving, thank God) in the parking lot of a supermarket, when we randomly decided to go on a roadtrip .. a couple hours later, at 3 AM, we were in freaking Niagara Falls!! Part way there, we stopped in my hometown (very close to Niagara Falls) in my neighbourhood, where An ended up blowing chunks on some rich guy's lawn and J took a piss on another rich guy's lawn. Classy. J and An proceeded to have a full out brawl in the backseat. J ended up in the trunk and was too drunk to even remember going to Niagara Falls, since he was passed out. An ended up staying in the car while me and A (the only two sober people) explored. We ended up coming back to the house at around 6 AM .. it was insanity.
Crazyness aside, it's been pretty mundane. I've been taking summer courses and handing out resumes to veterinary hospitals. Had a few beers with my ex-neighbours from residence, but mostly just cleaning up the house and job hunting, lol. Today I gave residence tours at my university's open house, and it went on for hours and hours and hours .. my throat KILLED from screaming at a crowd of people the same freaking spiel over and over again. I'm glad that is over.
Anyway, it's just been me, J, S, and F at the house, but A just showed up with a BED. A REAL BED. I slept on a pile of cushions for about a week until my parents showed up with a mattress (yes, a real mattress). I don't even get a real bed. Fuck!
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Hey there! Wowza, talk about a crazy night!! Ugh, the past tenants at your place sound like disgusting pigs!! Who would leave all that shit lying around? Come ON people, it's called PRIDE kthnx!
I'm glad you're blogging again. Even if it is on Xanga. WTF?! XANGA? SRSLY? XP