omg (*&^% i hate my house. as in, not MY house, but the crappy piece of (*&^ im staying in now ._. the lightbulb in my room burst like five months ago and ever since then we've had to scurry around in the dark looking for the main switch to turn on a portable light. just then i got a call, and i couldn't even find my mobile. i knocked over at least four things and bumped my legs on many more. )*&^% and seriously, BOTH tv's in my house are malfunctioning, the big one outside has happily decided that when it plays DVDS it'll do so without color, the small one inside refuses to even function. and both taps in the main bathroom are swapped around, so people who take their showers for the first time are like WTF when steaming water comes pouring out when they turn the COLD tap, and vice versa. and don't even bother with door knobs. the door knob just turns off into your hand and you're left there panicking for a split second thinking OMG I PULLED THE DOORKNOB OFF until u remember that it happens on a regular basis, and nothing to panic about, just shove the doorknob back in again. and the floorboards creak like a haunted house so my parents always wake up when im tiptoeing around in the middle of the night (no shiet, my mums the most paranoid person ever. once someone played the MSN plus evil laugh and she ran out screaming and waving her arms that there was some strange man in the house laughing.) and ever since then she always casts disturbed glances at the windows like some madman is going to jump in from them one day. yeah, i know what you're thinking, she needs a job. and in this day and age, WHAT HOUSE does not have a dishwasher?! i feel like i'm living back in the stone age washing dishes manually. and I HATE WASHING DISHES. and then the fact that there is NO ducted air conditioning so in summer we all bake like potatoes in the house.
and the curtains are effing ugly. and the mirrors creep me out.
okay done ranting. at least i'm moving soon. HALLELUJAH.
