A continuation of the ultimatum..... oh god...

A continuation of the ultimatum. Would have thought that once I've moved out, everything would have been settled easily. But no.... the saga continues....
I paid a bond for the place, and getting it back now is a real hassle. Seems like she doesn't want to give it back.

That to me is quite ludicrous. I left the place neat and tidy. Paid my rent on time. I left cos she strung me along. The whole cat-no-suggest-dog-oh-lab-ok-oh-wait-check-landlord thing. It's quite frustrating. And it's pissing my bf off.

Now it seems like I have to pull in the big guns, ie Dispute Tribunal. This has really left a bad taste in my mouth. I seriously feel disgusted. It's distressing me and my bf. I really hate this. The heavy feeling in my chest. And no I don't have heartburn.

I just want this over and done with. Just give me my bond money back and that's it. What's the point in dragging it on? It's just for her own leisure. To make other people miserable.

F***!! Right now, I want a nice piece of ice cream. Something chocolatey. Something decadent. Oh wait... nope.. can't do that. Cos I'm broke. Again....

Curse it all!! I need to vent! Perhaps blast music when I'm back, jiggle my butt till my boobs fall to the ground. Hhmmm... on second thoughts... perhaps not.