Entry #2
Dear Diary,
OMG, you won’t believe the crazy stuff that happened today! It’s like my “Wawchan’s Epic Adventure” is turning into a rollercoaster ride or something.
First off, my new apartment is sooo tiny, and it’s not as magical as I thought. Fluffington (my bed) is still comfy, but the rest of the place is kinda meh. And guess what? I met my landlord, Mr. McShady Pants. He’s this old guy with a weird mustache, and he keeps looking at me like he’s got a secret or something. Super creepy vibes!
So, Mr. McShady Pants gave me this creepy grin and said, “Welcome to the building, kiddo. Hope you like surprises.” What’s that even supposed to mean? I hope he doesn’t mean surprise tests or something. I’m not ready for that!
Then, the weirdest thing happened – stuff in my apartment started breaking on its own! First, the faucet started leaking like crazy, and then the lights flickered like a haunted house. I even heard a mysterious creaking noise in the closet. Seriously, is my apartment haunted? I didn’t sign up for this!
I called Mr. McShady Pants to fix everything, and he showed up with a toolbox and a smug attitude. He mumbled something about “quirks” in the building and said I should get used to it. Ugh, so not cool!
Later, I tried to cook dinner in my super tiny kitchen, and the stove decided to be rebellious. Flames were dancing like they were at a party or something. I freaked out and called Mr. Snooty again, but he just rolled his eyes and said, “Happens all the time.” Like, what?!
I don’t know, diary. This city adventure is getting crazier by the minute. Maybe Fluffington can protect me from the weirdness. Tomorrow’s a new day, and I hope it brings less creepy landlords and more magic moments. Lights, camera, please let it be action without any surprises!
Hoping for a less crazy tomorrow,
Wawchan
P.S. I might need to invest in some candles and a flashlight, just in case the lights decide to go on another flickering spree. And maybe I should start wearing a hard hat to protect myself from any falling ceiling tiles. Who knows what other surprises this apartment has in store for me?!
P.P.S. I’m seriously considering finding a new place to live. Maybe a cozy little apartment with a friendly landlord and no creepy surprises. A girl can dream, right?