Saturday, May 10, 2014

Going to new home!

I packed my everything up today, and I brought some of them to my new house. I love my current way of leaving. All I have can be fit in one car! I don't have anything. I live life like a passenger. I would like to live like this for the rest of my life if I can :)



Another guy brought his stuff there. Who is this mysterious guy?


A few days ago, I talked to Raina. "I won't see you again the next week because I am leaving," I said. Raina wanted to start crying, but she thought to herself that she didn't used to see me that much. "Well done Woody!" I thought to myself. Raina was a super emotional girl, and I really loved her, but I really tried hard to keep my distance from her. I knew that I need to leave this house sooner or later, and this may cause her a great pain if she gets attached to me. Hopefully, everything went well.

 I just want to say something about Americans (at least my roommate.) A few weeks ago, I talked to him about not having fund for the summer and not getting any internships. I never talked about getting a TA job for the summer to test him. Sometimes I test people to understand them better. He acted like the most stupid man in the world.


I wanted to leave my current room as soon as possible, but he supposed to tell me when the other guy will come to occupy the room. He forgot about it. I was very busy these days, and I couldn't meet in the house because I usually returned home very late in the night. He left me a note that I owed him a courtesy by not telling him the time I am going to leave. In fact, he was the person who needed to tell me because I already got my new room. I signed the contract for May 10th, but I could leave earlier to save some money. I didn't pay the rent in the first day of the month because he asked me to do that when we set my leaving day. Anyway, he thought that I didn't get any fund, and I wanted to stay there without paying him. I hated this. I was there for around nine months. Paying was not a problem for me, even if it was the case, he could help. All he cared was the rent of these ten days. He also wrote his note imperative asking me to pay him the rent. My point is, American way of thinking of money is sometimes not human at all. Money is important, but people should come first. I always paid him on-time, and I am a super responsible person. He already know me, but his feeling of me not going to pay my rent forced him to be cruel for not any valid reason. I decided not to go back there again only because of this reason.

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