Only 19 days left... Its taking so long.
I got the floor plan to my new apartment. I think its pretty cool.
In my complete obsession of this apartment floor plan I have noted a few things.
1. If you add the length of the kitchen to the width of the study it should equal the width of the living room or 17 feet. Which also happens to be the width of the bottom floor, but it doesn't. It equals 15 1/2 ft. And even if the messed up the order of the numbers it still inaccurate somehow. I really hope that the study isn't only 5.6 x 6 feet. Thats very small, even for a study.
2. The kitchen is on the 2nd floor. Groceries are going to be a bummer.
3. The windows in this place span the width of one wall in almost every room and the living room has windows across the entire wall where the balcony is.
4. Speaking of the balcony. It looks to be 17 feet long. Spanning the width of the apartment.
5. I think the kitchen has a bar where I can put stools.
6. The kids room is right next to the front door, with a big window in the front of the house. I don't like that. If this wasn't a secure campus and if we didn't have 24 security guards I wouldn't want my daughter in that room. Luckily its very safe there.
7. It looks big. The bedrooms are small, but they have large windows.
8. I dint have to move my fridge because the college provides one.
Reasons why I cannot wait to leave. Part one:
Everyday I look outside from my apartment and I see the poor, the helpless, the stupid and the disabled. I grew up in a nice upper middle class neighborhood and living here in the poorer area of town, my first apartment, has really taught me about the things that I should be thankful that I had growing up.
But what is the worst is seeing how these people act. I see so many young girls, ages 19-23, renting from me and they have 3 and 4 year olds with terrible behavior. These girls have no idea how to raise a child and I doubt their own mothers gave them any good lessons.
Beating their children into submission is how these parents get their kids to behave. It is so sad to see these kids too. Today this little girl, about 3 1/2, got onto her bike and rode it as fast as she could across the courtyard and slammed into her cousin who was no more then 12-14 months. This poor baby went flying into a chair and sliding across the pavement screaming. The 3 year old walked calmly over and said "good now she can go inside and leave me alone". My mother was horrified. This girl was as calm as a serial killer. And where were the parents of the one year old? The 3 year old? Never saw them...If they heard what went on they didn't care enough to come outside.
Another girl upstairs used to beat the crap out of her kids all the time. Of course then her son learned to beat people up from watching his mother and father beat each other up and now I hear that he bullies kids around the neighborhood. I evicted his family months ago and I had to tell this same 11 year old boy, again last week, that if I caught him on the property again I was going to have my PAC sheriffs arrest him for trespassing and vandalism. Then I told him I was going to call his mother and tell her I was pressing charges on her son for vandalizing the property and his mom is going to beat the crap out of him again... Is that what he wants? I haven't seen him back yet...
(of course I would never call, and by the way, Child Protective Services has been to their apartment. When they came they found 5 children under the age of 5 in the care of a 7 year old girl and the 7 year old and 5 year old were beating on the 2 year old. There were no adults in the apartment. You know what they did? Nothing. They left and never came back.)
I cannot believe how little respect some of these people have for themselves and their children.
The experience of living here has opened my eyes to so much that happens in the poorer parts of society. Almost everyone in my complex is on some kind of government aid, mostly welfare and food stamps. And they are still barely paying their rent. One girl has 2 jobs and she is on aid and she is a single mother (the father of her kids is in prison, caught with a gun while on parole for carrying a stolen gun). She is a very sweet girl but she is barely making it and I doubt she gets to spend as much time with her son as she should.
I have even more to rant about. I could go on and on with the things that I have experienced and what I have learned.
There is one thing that I have learned that I wish I never picked up. I have learned to expect the worst in certain people, and to profile based on ethnicity or social background. I really really hate this. Growing up in my house, racial slurs were never spoken. My stepfather is very anti racism. But how am I supposed to feel when one family after another has the most horrible morals, behavior and a complete lack of respect for themselves, their home, and everyone they come in contact with?
I do want to say that I know that I am living in a poorer neighborhood and these things are more common here, but the things I have seen...have been appalling.
Ok I have to stop here. This has gotten to be a heavy post but I would be really interested in everyone else's views. If any of my comments seem offensive I sincerely am not meaning for them to be. I am expressing what I have seen and I would love some feedback.
More to come.
