Haven't even been in this fucking place for a whole fucking month and shit's already starting to happen. Just my fucking luck. And to top it of work is being just fucking swell. If I could walk like a normal human being I'd kick the shit out of something.
So. Everything that needed to be fixed is dealt with. I might actually like it in this place. The gym is pretty neat, my dance instructor is totally wicked and so far I have no room mate.
And to top it off, dad got me a white Stratocaster.