Moving Out!

I had the most marvelous week last week when I was given five days to move out of my apartment! My room mate decided to make a deal with a marketer from Realty Excelsior, whom i have now grown to strongly dislike. I met the guy a few weeks ago and he asked me if i wanted to be in a Bollywood film. Who could turn down a bolly? i was extremely excited to be in a movie ... up until a last week when i asked this guy about it and he not only told me that he gave the role to another girl but that he wanted to sell my 6-month old apartment to someone else! Asshole. Anyway...... at least now i have discovered that uni, work, and moving out don't mix. By the end of the week i had missed two uni classes and i found out how little sleep does absolutely nothing for my complexion.
I really needed to get this marketer back for making my life a living hell. All week i was scheming away and i finally did something on Tuesday. I parked in the guy's parking spot in the garage downstairs even though he has multiple signs up warning residents not to. Tuesday evening, i get a knock on the door, and guess who it is? Mr Realty Excelsior Marketer ADVISING me not to park in his spot again. I smiled mischeveously at him and said, "sure, not a problem" and then shut the door in his face. It was a small triumph, but a triumph nonetheless.