The Apartment Complex
The day I turned 22 was the worst day of my life. I was graduating from college that day. I worked my ass off to get out of that university in four years. Unfortunately my advisor was a twat, and she didn't tell me that there is no future and having a double major in a dead language and in history. The morning I graduated, I received a letter from where I was supposed to do my internship saying that due to budget cuts they can no longer afford to have me. That meant no grad school, that meant...