So lately I’ve been pondering what my future is going to look like as I get set to graduate in…. 8 weeks, 2 days, 8 hours, 32 minutes, and 12 seconds, 11, 10… But who’s counting? Regardless of how excited…
When rent is not an opera, but a tragic comedy
We are moving. Again. This is the second time in one year. Our problems started three weeks before my boyfriend and I moved in to our current apartment. Our landlords, a husband and wife couple, had promised us that by…