Yeah…where to begin?

Let’s begin with the apartment. Well, turns out that that exterminator didn’t know what the hell they were doing, because when we began moving the big stuff in Saturday we went around the edges of the room with bug spray, and they came running out. One even nearly went into my brand new couch, but my aunt caught it. And then the next day of course there’s more, I even found a few in my room. Honestly, this apartment thing had me crying last night. I was just so sick of having to deal with all this shit, and so pissed that the stupid apartment complex showed such a nice apartment to me when I was looking only for me to be given this piece of crap. I can’t even open the door regularly. To unlock the screen door from the outside I need to push in first then turn the lock, and the regular door just doesn’t like opening without some force behind it. And yesterday, after my mom sprayed the cabinets (is that the right word? For some reason I feel like it isn’t) and wiped all the bugs that were in there, she laid down some shelf lining and put the little bit of food I got in them. Then she told me to wash the dishes and such so they could be put away. I attempted to start with my silverware. Well, I didn’t even get through that, before the entire faucet came flying off and water went everywhere. My mom screwed it back on, but it came off again. So I ended up doing the silverware in the kitchen sink, and I had to do each individually because I don’t have a stopper for it. Today, although I was just going to wait until tomorrow because I was so tired, I went to the office and told them all of this. I mainly decided to do it today because I made my pot pie, was going into the extra storage closet to get a plate and I see a roach on the wall. Killed that sucker, then grabbed my keys and went up to the office, even missing the beginning of The Office and holding off on eating to do so. I guess tomorrow they’ll come fix the faucet when I’m at school, and she said she’d call an exterminator, although I don’t know when. She kept asking if it was ants, and I kept telling her no. If it was ants I could take care of them, there have been issues with ants a few times at home, they’re pretty easy to get rid of. And I have to go back in tomorrow, although I think they’ll be closed by time I get back from class, to pick up new keys, because my mailbox key won’t work and my other key won’t open up the laundry room.
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