Memoirs of a Nomad

For those of you who are STILL wondering about my living situation...here's the latest update:

I was supposed to....*SOB*....ahem...supposed to move into my apartment tomorrow. However, I got yet another email from the powers that be/the people who have control over housing.

Actually here's the entire story for those of you who have no idea what's going on:

Ok so I was originally planned to move into my apartment the first weekend of the school year. However, the girl who lives next to me had her apartment flooded via broken water heater. So her apartment was ruined and the people who were next door, cleaning my apartment, left the door open. So the girl (who shall now be known as Mystery Girl B) saw the empty apartment and decided to just move in without telling anyone. Random note: Mystery Girl B, if you just happen to be reading this....I realize that having your apartment flooded is definately NOT cool but why? WHYYYY did you do that?! ok random note over. Well I was under the impression that they (the higher powers) told the girl to go somewhere else until her place was fixed but apparently she's been there this entire time....*eye twitch* Also, she's been using the energy and utilities that was already in my family's name. *more eye twitch* Anyway, so the flooding damaged the wall that our two apartments share so the maintinance peoples have been working on fixing that. *fasts forward back to the present* I was supposed to move in tomorrow. I get an email saying that the fixing of the wall is taking longer than expected and that it'll might be Friday before it's fixed. Fortunately, they've arranged for me to live in the Heritage Hotel until the 15th so that made me feel a little better.

So the first week of school, I lived in my house. The second week of school, I lived on the floors and/or couches of my friends in the mighty fortress of Shores. This week, I'll be in the luxurious house 'o Heritage. Next week, who knows...I could be sleeping the Benson balcony or under the bleachers of the football field. Either way, comrades, this nomad's journey isn't over yet.

Scene: Misfit dons a samurai outfit and slowly (but surely) rides off into the sunset on the back of a giant panda, hair blowing in a non-existent wind filled with cherry blossoms as dramatic music that's probably been stolen from some Jet Li film plays in the background.

*DBZ music burst forth from nowhere* Will our heroine ever find a place of her own or will she be forced to wander in solitude the rest of her days? Stay tuned!

Samurai Misfit