Today I moved into a new apartment after being kicked out of my old apartment for failure to pay rent. I had a few roommates at my old apartment I think it is there fault for getting me kicked out. I was a great tenet! They were the ones that never payed rent on time and had those parties that were so loud. I didn’t do anything, sometimes I would hand out invitations but it is not my fault people came to the get together. Besides I hate parties and would just sit in a corner all night. I’m actually glad I got kicked out I hated that apartment anyways. There was a baby next door and I could hear it cry and laugh all the time. It drove me insane, I would always bang on the wall and tell it to shut up. I bet that kid’s parents complained too. …show more content…
They hated me ever since we got into a fight about the crying baby. They told me I woke it up and that they couldn’t make it shut up. I think that ridiculous if it were my kid he would never cry or I’d punish him put locking him up or beating it out of him. I told that to them too but they got bad saying you cannot do that to a kid they don’t know any better. This is stupid if you are going to have a kid teach it how to obey you or get rid of it that’s what I’d do. I don’t think I’d have a kid anyways though because I hate children they are so annoying. I don’t think I could handle a kid running around all the time and getting in my way. Who even wants a child that’s crazy?! My cousin has a kid and sometimes they ask me to watch it for a couple hours. I told them I’d only watch it if it behaved and didn’t bug me. They promised it wouldn’t and that he slept most of the time and could wake up and feed him. It was ridiculous because when I watched the kid he nearly burned the house down. I bet the shit out of the kid I can’t believe I bought his parents act. I told them that I would never watch that kid again and that the burns he got from cooking he deserved. They don’t really talk to me anymore. Which is fine by me they were annoying and I hate there kid. Day 2 So, I am still moving in to my apartment I haven’t got everything out of boxes or anything.
For help unpacking a few of my friends and my girlfriend came over today. I met my two friends while in prison. I was incinerated for stealing some food and other items from a convenience store and then betting up the clerk. It was really his fault though for getting in the way of the cash register and items I wanted. If he would not have been there then I wouldn’t have had to beat him up and he would not have been able to identify me in a line up. Because if I had not had to get so close to him to beat him to a pulp he would not have been able to see my face as clearly. I hate him if I ever see him again I might snap on him and send him to the hospital. My two friends knew each other before prison and actually were accomplices in trying to steal from this small bank out in the middle of nowhere. They were caught because they went a few towns over a tried to steal some more stuff and got arrested. My girlfriend I met through them, she is actually one of their cousins. When I’d go to hang out with them she would always be hanging around trying to talk to me and stuff so I eventually asked her out. She works in the mall but also sells heroin on the side of her normal job. Apparently, kids these days are really into heroin it is like a new, cheaper, injectable cocaine. I personally was never into cocaine I’m more into weed and occasionally prescription medicine. My girlfriend she does a lot of different kinds of drugs I cannot even keep track with what she is into at any given moment. Since she sells its really easy for her to get it especially heroin that her biggest seller. I like her but sometimes she does drive me insane, we tend to fight a lot. She always says that I do not understand her and that I need to express myself more. Stuff like I am cold and heartless but personally I just don’t feel a whole lot even towards her. She is nice and all and we have fun I guess but
I’m definitely not going to marry her like she wants me too. Day 3 I am finally all unpacked and into my new apartment. All of a sudden my girlfriend thinks she lives here. She keeps bringing her business around here too. It is really annoying because there is such an influx of people that I cannot get my own space. I confronted my girlfriend about this and she said that if she didn’t do this then she wouldn’t make enough money to cover living expenses. She said since I don’t make any money its my fault she has to work so hard. It is not my fault I can’t get a job people just don’t want to hire a person with a felon. It looks bad and as soon as they see my record they tell me I am just not the person they are looking for. In reality I am the perfect person that everyone is looking for so obviously they are lying to me. When my girlfriend told me that though, I got really upset and yelled at her. She continued to babble on and on about how horrible I am and she just kept pushing my buttons so I snapped and decked her in the face. She started to cry and told me that she was going to leave me and that I would get kicked out of another apartment. She left to her mother’s house and I finally was able to relax and watch some TV. Then an hour or so later I got a knock on the door it was a cop that came to see if domestic violence was going on. He said that there were reports of yelling and screaming and that it was just a precaution to come a check. I told him I didn’t have a girlfriend and that there was no one else in my house. I even let him come and look around. Since when my girlfriend left she took most of her items there didn’t even look like a girl lived there. He apologized for intruding when there was obviously nothing going on in here and I told him it was fine. I just moved in a few days ago so, I didn’t know the neighbors or I would help by directing him towards possible people that could have been making the noise. I was lucky she wasn’t here or we probably would have been sent to the pin. I am so believable thought that the cop just said sorry and left to got question other people. Day 4 Today my “girlfriend” called me up and wanted to get back together with me. Even though we never technically broke up. She is so annoying but I had no choice because I was starting to run low on money and needed someone to pay the rent. So, she moved back in and cleaned up some of the mess I had left around the place. To make her feel better I told her how great she was and that I loved her. In reality though I just told her that so that she would clean around the house more and let me have sex with her. Like I said early she is ok and helps me do a lot of stuff but she is definitely not a girl I would marry. After a while she wanted to talk to me and she told me how she was sorry and it was her fault everything got so out of hand earlier. She said she loved me and that she couldn’t wait for us to get married and have a family. I just agreed although we both know I hate children more than probably anything in the world and I definitely will not be having a child with her. She is not even attractive enough to have a kid with. After she went to bed I got text from my ex-girlfriend telling me she was in town and wanted to hang out foor awhile. I replied with telling her we could meet at our old hook up shot a pub a mile away. My Ex was really cool I think we spent a lot of time running around doing crazy stuff. One night when we both got drunk we went and smashed mailboxes and trying to fight other people that were walking down the street. It was really fun until we got arrested for trespassing on private property and destruction of property. We both spent a little time behind bars but even really got together much after that because she ended up moving a state away. Everyone in a while though she will come to visit some family and she will contact me so that we can hang out. We usually just get drunk and fight people or each other and then maybe have sex if we are lucky. I’m hoping that tonight we will do some stuff like we used to. Day 5 I got back early this morning before my girlfriend woke up and I slipped into bed. Last night we did some pretty impulsive things but it was really fun and brought back some great memories. Last night me and my Ex stole a cop’s gun and ran around as he chased us it was really funny to see that chubby man trying to wobble down the street after us. Eventually, we threw the gun into a nearby parking lot and ran as fast as we could down to where I had parked my car. We hid inside the car until we thought it was safe to leave. Before, we left though we had crazy wild sex. Then I went and dropped her off at her hotel and drove back to my place. Now we are all caught up, let’s skip to when I woke up. My girlfriend woke me up screaming at me that I had cheated on her again. She pointed to my phone and told me that she couldn’t believe that it had happened again. She was crying so hard, man did she look bad. I told her it was a misunderstanding and that I did not cheat on her that we just caught up. I told my girlfriend that my Ex was letting me meet her fiancé. Which is untrue but this girl will believe anything I tell her as long as it is what she wants to hear. Eventually, she calmed down and went to lie down. I think she bought it, besides I am a great liar. I spent the rest of the day laying on the couch, eating, and coming up with how to make it seems like I had not been cheating on her. Besides I need her to pay for my stuff how else am I supposed to get money. After I spend most of my time lying around doing nothing that important. So, I got up and went to the bathroom to shower off the last bit of smell of sex from me and my cloths. Then I went to into the living room and cleaned up some of the mess I had left lying around. Finally I just ended up going to sleep I was too exhausted to deal with the rest of the day especially after my girlfriend was yelling at me so annoying. Day 6 My girlfriend left me again. It is not my fault thought if she was a better girlfriend I would not have cheated on her and if my Ex was not such a slut I would not have been so tempted to have sex with her. Really I cannot be blamed for everyone else’s mistakes I am just one person I cannot do everything. I guess I am going to have to get a job. So, today I walked down to the corner of the street where the newspaper stand is and grabbed a paper. When I got home I looked through the classifieds and circled some of the jobs I thought I could apply for. After that I tried to fix up my resume a little bit the problem is I don’t have a computer. I ended up having to drive across town that took at least thirty to forty minutes to drive. When I got to the library I had to sign up for a new membership because I had moved it was not the same library I usually used. When I got there I had to have a prof that I lived in my new apartment which I did not know I had to have to sign up for a new library card. How am I even supposed to know that you would think that would be common knowledge or they would tell you. I also did not have to do this at my old library they never asked to prove of where I lived. I got really upset at the lady and explained that I had never had to prove my residence before and that I didn’t have anything on me. I also explained how log of a drive it was to get there and that I really need to use the computer to fix my resume so I could get a job. The lady told me there was nothing she could do and that I was just going to have to come back with profe of residence. At that point I was really upset and without thinking too hard about it I knocked everything off of her desk and told her how horrible she was. I left in a fit of rage and was determined that I would tell the manager when I came back how mean her staff was. By the time I got back to my apartment I relised it was too late in the day to make it back by closing and that I was just going to have to go tomorrow with all of my documentation.
... way home, but forget about the dirty needle and get AIDS. She will be too caught up in the joys of drugs that she will not notice everything she worked so hard for to come crashing down.
I hate watching her sit around all day on the couch, too tired from her sugar high to do anything except stare at the TV. She talks about going back to school, but it’s hard to imagine her pulling herself together to even leave the house. How is she going to be a normal person and go back to school while she still like like a scarecrow and eats crap? So I decided to do something about it: I got a garbage bag from under the sink and started throwing all her junk food into it. Then I walked over to her and snatched the tub of ice cream from her hand.(Kaslik 20)
“We have come dangerously close to accepting the homeless situation as a problem that we just can't solve.” - Linda Lingle. According to Linda Lingle homelessness is becoming an issue that has been a problem that is at this point unobtainable. The main causes of homelessness among Americans is the result of unemployment, low wages and unaffordable housing; the reality is that people are forced to survive in harsh environments and many are subject to alcohol and substance abuse.
For her privacy, I'll refer to her as Rin. I was happy for the first few months, but the relationship became suffocating later on. Rin wanted my undivided attention at all times of the day. In addition, Rin had severe anxiety. My love for Rin slowly died and obligation took its place. I felt obliged to stay with her. It's nauseating that I felt this way, but what else could I do? I thought that I had to stay with Rin to keep her safe from herself. As a result, I stayed with her, not as a lover, but a caretaker. One evening with friends, Rin demanded we leave, for Rin didn't like that she had to share me. I couldn't deal with her distancing me from friends anymore. I called Rin and cut all ties between us and our mutual friends. I gave her neither chance for dialogue nor reprisal, just like Paul Neruda. In hindsight, I didn't love her. Because I am a loser who has no chance in love, I was more in love with the idea of a girlfriend. As a result, I didn't love Rin, I loved my girlfriend. If I had truly had feelings for Rin, I would've resolved my problems through dialogue, not by running away like a
Ethics, according to the Oxford dictionary is “a set of moral principles that govern a person’s behavior or the conducting of an activity”. Ethics consists of doing what the law requires, following the standards of behavior our society accepts, and also has to do with what you believe is right or wrong. Rent control is not unethical, but is very controversial. If on one hand it is a good thing because it prevent landlord from being unethical charging the tenants unfair rent price, on the other hand it is unfair for the landlords to be imposed a rental price below market price which he/she is morally entitle to. Rent control can create several problems not only for the landlord but for the economy as well.
The Possible Rights and Obligations of Tenant and Landlord 1) 1.0 Detail the possible rights and obligations of both Tenant and Landlord. Use examples and case law. Be as comprehensive as possible as to the possible options. Relationships between landlords and tenants are governed by several statutes and court rulings. However, the most important source of information is the rental agreement, whether it is written or oral.
It all started last year during summer break. I was with a couple of friends when he came along. He was short, round and had a learning disability. We thought that it'd be fun to pick on him for a while. We took turns shoving him around. I guess I shoved him too hard and he rolled down the hill we were on. When we found him he was barely breathing. We tried to help him because we thought that it'd be the right thing to do but then we realized that this was all our fault. We couldn't let him go so we carried him into the forest for the animals to finish him off. Days later, we returned to the forest only to find his body with teeth marks all over, he even lost his leg to a pack of coyotes. The worst part of it was that in the midst of all this, he was still alive slowly enduring this torture. We took our turns saying our apologies but we knew that it would never be enough.
Now and again when a couple first gets together and their eyes first meet, there’s a weakness in the knees, and the words that are usually free flowing suddenly come to a halt and all there is to do is just stare and feel as if you knew the person you’re gazing at for their entire life. The couple will laugh, they’ll hold hands, hours upon hours will be spent on the phone, text messages will be sent that documents their every reaction and feelings, and the couple will appear inseparable. They’ll be in love and everything will appear extravagant but in my experience this “puppy love” phase is a mirage that distracts the couple from the ugly truth, the truth of who they actually are inside. Eventually after the gimmick and novelty of their romance has shown its true colors, either two things happen; they stay forever in love, or they realize their partner is an all out crazy, hell-bent jealous, bi-polar lunatic disguised in layers of make up to blend in their levels of insecurities. It is a common story, boy meets girls, and boy falls in love only to find out that she will rather slash his tires then have him leave. Sound familiar? If yes, then you just might be accustomed to dating in South King County. Now the most obvious way to rid yourself of a girlfriend is to simply distance physically from the girl and in due time the relationship will eventually give up the ghost, however if your girlfriend is reminiscent of the antagonist from the 2009 movie; Obsessed, you might want to follow these simple five easy steps to rid yourself of your crazy girlfriend without looking like a “douche.” Though it might seem cruel to beat around the bush and not just be straight forward, in this case it’s a matter of safety...
The day they were leaving, I went ahead and packed everything I needed, and since I really had no experience on babysitting, I spent the night before searching fun activities I could do with the kids. I headed out to Mr. and Mrs. Smith’s house with all my belongings in hand. They greeted me at the door and explained everything, and introduced the kids. There was five year old David, and four year old Kaden. They looked like sweet boys to me and I wasn’t too scared about them not liking me. First, I had them sit down and I explained that there was going to be no hitting, kicking, punching or whatsoever. They agreed and I ...
Many economists argue that market solutions are more efficient than government agencies in providing services even when it comes to “merit goods”. In the discussion of housing problem, I would disagree with the economist’s view. Housing is a very complicate issue that I believe it will work the best by the cooperation of market and government agencies. The Canadian government has worked for many years on the housing issue, but does not seem to have any adequate solutions to solve the problem. The housing market, unlike other industry, has a dominant feature of inelastic short-run supply. This characteristic of the housing market has made a great obstacle in coping with the problem. In fact, we may look at other countries’ experiences and learn how to deal with the problem effectively. Canadian government’s housing policy is based on the idea that everyone is entitled to decent and affordable housing. Housing is a necessity and everyone needs a place to live. It is for this reason that government set its goal to ensure everyone is living in housing of adequate quality at a price they can afford. However, the government has turned into wrong definition of decency and affordability. Firstly, decency is subjective according to different cultures. I think that the Canadian government is setting a very high value on living environment, and such a high standard may cause more difficulties in solving the problem. Secondly, Canadian government has continuously reduced its standard in defining affordability. It was consider affordable if housing cost no more than 20% of your income.
For the first few months, it wasn’t obvious to those around her that she had developed this addiction. When it finally became obvious to my father, he confronted her with treatment options that she continually refused. He turned to alcohol to escape the stresses of living with an addict. By this time I was three and my mother had turned to harder drugs. Life went on with my parents continuing to struggle with their addiction. The stress that this put on both of them slowly turned them both into abusive people. They began abusing each other, which eventually escalated to every night when my father came home from the bar and they would scream, throw dishes, and even hit each other. Just once, I decided that if I came downstairs and asked them to stop they just might realize how much listening to them fighting damaged my life, but instead of being understanding, my mother picked me up by my hair and threw me into our large living room window, I later found out that she was high on heroin that night. In November of 1999, my parents found out they were expecting another child and everything seemed to calm down for a
"It 's time to wake these little troublemakers up" I whispered half smiling. I went over to my closet and got change. As I went and open the bedroom door, I then stop completely midway at the door. I take one good glance back and proceeded my way out the door and into the hallway. The girl 's room is right down the hall from my bedroom. I walk down the hall and open the girl 's bedroom door slowly and silently, so I wouldn 't startle the girls if they were still asleep. I see both of them sound asleep. Makes me feel guilty to wake them up from their peace and wonderful dream worlds. But, I had to wake them up and get them all neat and tidy
Communicating with people from other countries often makes me bother, and it happens when I am totally not expected about. This is not the first visit to the other country, but talking non-native language in non-native country is quite different from the long time study in my country. Especially, when we face some special occasion, like renting a room, it is very hard to negotiate with people. Renting a room is not a thing I am familiar with even in Japan. One day on July, one rumor among Japanese students became true, that not all of us can have a room in dormitory even if one send request in this April. My friend received a mail from UNR, which said that he could not have a room next semester. My friend and I were just shocked and on that day we started looking for a room.
Finally, the other thing that makes my neighbors mean, besides being unfriendly and dirty, is that they are very noisy. They have three children and the smallest, the baby, is the one that makes all the noise during the day. He is always crying because he is hungry or because he wants something. Why do not his parents try to lull him? Besides the baby, they also have one big dog that barks all the time. For example, the other day I was going to study, but then it began to bark, and thanks to its harmful noise, I could not concentrate on what I was doing.
We had asked why the door was left open and my parents said they were in a hurry for an appointment and forgot to close the door on their way. The first thing my parents noticed was that the entire house was a mess and they looked back at us for an explanation. I explained that when they were gone I had panicked and thought you left us to go live another life. So, I decided that we should gather all the food and start rationing our food supply. My parents were not in a good mode and they started yelling at me for making very poor decision in this situation. Not only did I learn not to overthink everything the hard way, but I also gained some valuable insight to be patient in any