You know how I was moving before? Well it happens to be an apartment and right after we moved some neighbors moved in. I’m thinking “There’s no way they can be as bad as some people say” (I’ve never had a close neighbor) But oh god.
The wall is about 2 inches thick of plywood and some wall paint over it. There’s some guy named Jeff a girl and some other guy. I know his name is Jeff because the girl is constantly yelling “‘EY JEFF COMMERE” and he doesn’t come. If it was just this I wouldn’t mind so much. But they are getting on my last nerve.
They smoke pot. A lot. So much that is actually makes it smell like pot in our house. Not only do they smoke it they scream about how they LOVE THIS POT when they do. They also like rattling the door (sealed) connecting the two complexes.
I’m in 11th grade and usually walk home from school. It’s really weird because just a few minutes ago when I was coming in they were all on the front porch listening to scream-o on their Toshiba laptop. Oh did I mention they were sniffing spray paint? Yeah, right there next to the street. What the fuck I didn’t know people even still did that. It still smells like spray paint in here. I said “Hi” to one of them and he goes “Tch” as in “Don’t talk to me kid”. I don’t really know why as I haven’t done anything to piss them off.
There’s this room that we kind of share, our laundry room is in the back, but it is the only back door so they use it in “emergencies” (i.e. all the time). It also happens that the fuse box is in that room. Well for some reason they always need to reset their fuse so they go in there and hit the wrong fucking one. Every time. So our power goes out and I have to go back in there and turn it on. At one point they were wasted and were playing with the dryer.
We’ve gotten them busted on a few things, they were parking in the back across the street, which is a big no-no. So I guess they said it was us because WE were the ones that got all the papers about how it’s against city laws or whatever. Then of course they moved it. Our cable also seems to go out quite often and when we call to see why they turn off the wrong one.
I can’t think of anything to do about it. I don’t want to do anything to piss them off (they will know it was us), because they’re always baked or wasted and who knows what they will do. The cops in this town won’t do anything about the pot, they will probably ask for some (I’m not exaggerating).
WELL THAT WAS MY RANT FUCK YOU JEFF
