Life is a Bitch - Season 2, Episode 5

(Continued from here.)

So I got home where I was all alone, everybody had gone to work. And this was what home meant:

An old building in the old city, a pretty big room at the 1st floor, with a pretty big bathroom and a small kitchen. A small window and, as if this was not enough, one of the bunk systems was against it, as in, two beds one on top of the other, taking even more of the little natural light that was getting through it. Because of this, in order to have a normal atmosphere in the room and to be able to see properly, we had to keep the light on during the day, as well. This lighting was coming from 2 neon tubes. A white, cold light, hospital like. I hated it. I had never been too much in love with this kind of lighting, but now I hated it. I was in the paradoxal but maddening situation for me, to live in a very sunny country, so a country with a lot of natural light, but in a room which was artificially lighted even during the day. Me, who adore big windows and plentiful natural light.


But back to the subject. Beside that bunk system against the window, there were two more, so a total of 6 beds in that room, out of which 3 (the bottom ones) plus mine (the only top bed), so 4 beds were taken only. Innitially I thought I should come forward with the proposition for my roommates to take out one of these bunk systems so we have more space in the room. Then I thought they won’t agree with this because one of them would have to go up on the top bed and obviously none of them wanted this. (If they wanted this, they would have taken one of the bunk systems out before my arrival, right?) Plus, we were to move out of there, too, right? But what if we won’t? So I decided to try and tell them anyways on first occasion we were home all of us.


There were 3 no.’s 2-door wardrobes as well (they were calling them cupboards). Ooops! I suddenly realized that the atmosphere will become even more congested because one more wardrobe was to come in the room. Mine. This, for the time being, was missing. Looking around me I was wondering where they will find some room for it, because there was room for absolutely nothing more in that room, except for the middle of the room. There was a bit of space on the little entrance hallway. But… Arghhhhhhhh! I felt like screaming from the top of my lungs! I didn’t know how I was going to survive in thas room where I already suffocated. My only hope was in the near future when we were to move out of there. But what if we won’t? Arghhhhhhhhhh!

The AC was also placed against the “great” window, actually above it, more precisely. A big and extremely noisy box. It seems it was from the old guard. Probably as old as the old town where the old building where I was at that moment, to my great despair. All the commands were manual. Of course! Taking a closer and deeper look at this relic I found out why all the air was blowing straight to my head. Those slots (or whatever they were called) were positioned straight up (in fact, horizontally, because the device was placed high enough, as I said, above the window), as all the other chicks were sleeping in the bottom beds and of course they didn’t want the air to their heads. Yes, but since I was the only one sleeping on top and didn’t want to go straight to the hospital the next day, we had to find a way to suit everybody. I didn’t know how, but I knew I didn’t want to sleep with the air coming straight to my head forever. So I put this, too, on my wish list for my roommates, but before that I repositioned the slots straight down :D. Then I went to sleep.


There is not much to be said about the kitchen, just that it was small and pretty dirty. It had a single electric cooker (later on I found out it belonged to one of the roommates, not to the hotel), a cupboard and a sink. Also, a small window with a smoked-color glass (what else? Arghhhhhhh!). I had never thought to start cooking before, but now I was even more determined in this direction.

The bathroom was ok, except that the shower was not working (but they fixed it later on that night, as I said before).

When I had to finally change into my pajamas in order to go to bed, I realized I had no chair (or anything else) to put my other cloths on. Looking around, I noticed there was a chair in the room, but it was taken. Hmmmm, so I had to ask for a chair and a wardrobe, too. But not now, tomorrow morning. Now I had to sleep. It was a must.

Signed: Vali

(to be continued)


PS – a dedication to my fans, as usual! :P