today was one of those days you want to stand on a hill and scream
really loudly and blurt out some rude words.
HOUSE HUNTING DAY #2
why?why?why?
is it so damn hard to find yourself a little paradise to call your own?
we applied for three (3) properties , the whole process is rather bollocks if you ask me.
you have to fill out a ridiculous personal form and then join a fucking que and wait like a homeless
puppy for the well dressed lady to decide if she likes you or not
which then she gives you the keys to your new kennel.
i just want a place to call my own, a place that when one walks in they
think YES this place has you written all over it.
I want to have friends round for dinner, i want to leave my dirty washing in the machine
and my dirty coffee mugs around the house without getting yelled at.
more then anything, i want to have that same feeling my mum has when she is in her home
the feeling of sitting in your chair with a massive smile on your face
and thinking
" i love this place "
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