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Originally posted by ilovemyglo
Yeah- so this is the APT that Monica and I shared-
First off we lived in a neighborhood where we were the only ones that didn't speak a foreign language besides the potheads upstairs that sent Monimoo love poems!
Our kitchen HILL- slope whatever- you ran out of breathe walking from the living room to the bedrooms.
We had old sheets that Monica had used for a toga dance as our curtains because it was ghetto and they were ghetto-
Oh and couch covered in sheets that our friends signed because it was so hideous.
BUT the rent was only $150 a month, and our landlord Larry was awesome and sweet old man!!
So all in all I guess i learned a lot living in the ghetto- it was fuN!
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OMG...i had forgotten about my love poems....talkin about how when we died, if i wasn't in heaven, he would go "down below" and look for me. whaaaaaat? it was creepy....i got two of those bad boys in my door.....so glad to not be there anymore.....although i miss both my roomies!
