Quote (Titch @ Aug 18 2010 04:10pm)
thats pretty wank, sleeping in the car 5 days :/
how did you go from there?
my landlord had pushed up the date on my move out, so he could remodel my apartment along with the 2 adjacent ones. i was at my parents house far as fuck way.
when i come back to my apartment, ALLL my shiet is in one corner of the apartment, and they tore down the most of the place.... like they took sheit down thaty didnt make sense. ANYWAY, i go to my landlords office, yell at some biatch at the desk, till she calls the landlord, who convieniently cant come in, but informs her that i can hold my sheit in my apartment until arrangments have been made.... well sweet i guess. keep in mind. this is in august, before the semester even started. i came to my apartment to start moving things out into a storage space. ( which will hold my thing, until i go find a new apartment.) i was planning on changing apartments after my contract expired anyway, cause pittsley reality is HORRIBLE ( gee,i wonder why.)
longer story short, i planned on waiting till some more of my friends came back to school, or i found a new place to stay. i coulda asked my parents for money to use a hotel room. but i just didnt feel right doing so... i was fucking 20 at the time, it was time to grow up.
soo i slept in my car the first night. was hot as fuck, because i couldnt open my windows due to mosquitoes. the first day i went to the library, charged my phone, checked my emails n sheit, waited time. but also checked for 1 bedroom apartments. found a couple places, but when i called they had no more vacancies. ate at huskies pizza that night. 4.50 and you get a HUGE HUGE HUGE slice of pizza, with a can of pop. back to my car..... the second day i started going through my phone calling people seeing if and when they would be back on campus. and if possible if i could crash with them.. i ironically got a lot of answers saying they wouldnt be back till the first day of class. i went to a court on campus, and roughed up some scrubs in street soccer/basketball/anything to waiste time. the third fucking day, i found my current residence, at 920 edgebrooke dr. but i couldnt move in same day, because the apartments werent ready..... GREAT FUCKIN NEWS. but it was one more day. i stayed in my car another night. anxious and questionable. i couldve just asked my parents for money for a hotel, but i didnt think about it. i couldve prolly drove back to their house...(i didnt think i had enough gas at the time)
anyway, in the tip top morning, in indulge myself with papertoss, brick 3d, and gamebox on my ipod. i go to my clogged apartment to change, and leave one last DUECE for them to clean up for me. ( they are gana charge me for it anyway)
soo it was 4 days really,and 3 nights. BUT SO close to bein a full weak.
but dude, i drove a 1998 mercedes benz c230. power driver seat. soo reclining was a breeze. and to bee honest. I KNEW i was going to be staying somewhere in the short future... so sleeping in my car didnt seem like that big of a deal. but if i HAD to live in my car, for the sole reason of it being the only place i own.... i think it would be way different
This post was edited by datdude377 on Aug 18 2010 04:01pm