fallenglory

I just went to pee after Finn woke for food and I step into a puddle of water, otherwise known as my bathroom mat. I look around and don't see a leak coming from anywhere. I then walk around to the little back room that shares a wall and what do you know... more water (where I stored extra boxes that are now sitting in water). What's more, there's water showing on the small step and the concrete back there....so I open the door that leads out to the back yard. Soaked. Upon further inspection it's also in my bedroom under my dresser and possible my bed. Apparently it rained last night. Apparently the landlord FUCKING LIED TO ME when I was looking at the apartment. He showed me slight water staining where they had redone the floor. He told me that a water heater had burst and it was fixed.

Why does life fucking hate me so much? Now I'm living in an apartment that may potentially flood with anything more than a shower. FUCK, I HATE MY LIFE!

I can't up and move again after not even a month and I doubt they will fix the problem other than weather-stripping, which I am more than positive will not solve it because the concrete was soaked through. This must be a foundation problem and I live in the god-damn basement.

I don't need anymore fucking stress.