be quiet let me leave let me go

So. Apartment shopping is the worst. I'm not going to lie and say that I'm not used to a rather cozy lifestyle, but I've spent the last year in a dorm room. A ROOM. WITH COMMUNITY BATHROOMS. I don't even have a fucking sink of my own. So yeah, I'd like to be a bit comfy in an apartment.

The thing is, everything is so expensive around here. I think it's because they know students aren't going to want to live on campus and so they think they can get away with 630 a month. Look, amazingly awesome fantastic fucking apartment for two, you don't even have a washer/dryer in the flat. So shut up.

We did find a reasonably priced apartment with the washer/dryer included, plus a lot of nice furniture, plus an ISLAND IN THE KITCHEN (Love, so much love.) The downside is that it's totally carpeted (ugh), we'd have to have a third person, and it was sort of a weird place. Like, India flat out said she couldn't live there because of the "ambiance" of the place. I kind of agree, but I'm trying to be optimistic here. Living there is still going to cost me about 600 a month, jfc. I know there has to be some places somewhere closeby that aren't shitholes and don't cost a lot, really. I KNOW IT. We're going looking again next week, but I don't have high hopes after this afternoon.

One of the places we went to had all these layouts, including a townhouse one that included two floors, and the prices were the same for all the types; all that mattered was rooming, apparently. We went inside and it was disgustingly not taken care of. You'd think that a model home would have at least a cleaner interior, jeez, but the carpet was full of gunk. It wasn't decorated and had no furniture, and at this point I was getting a little suspicious. Nothing in the kitchen, nothing in the bedroom. EVERYTHING IS EMPTY.

"So," I ventured, "is furniture included...?"

"Nope!"

India looked at me and I just felt like laughing my ass off. These places cost about the same as everywhere else, but they had nothing in them. They were completely gutted, no appliances, no beds, no desks or drawers or anything. And they wanted the same prices. I couldn't understand it. It wasn't like it was the holy gated community of heaven/paradise/whatever the afterlife is. It was a regular apartment-esque area. It was in the same area as all the other apartment/housing complexes. What the fuck made this place think that it couldn't put some shitty furniture in at least the model house omg. While we were checking out the rooms for simple courtesy to our guide, India would mouth at me dramatically NO. NOOOOO. Um, duh, India.

Oh life, why are you so needlessly complicated?