Apartments Part 2 - Murphy's Law

If it can go wrong, it will. (L'histoire de ma vie.) :o) I suppose that having descended from a line of Murphy's I am extra susceptible to his law and should be used to it by now. I met with the agent as planned and we went to check out the apartment. It was perfect - great location, clean, furnished, decent-sized. The problem? I won't be making 3x the rent each month. They needed someone else to guarantee the rent. Thinking of this ahead of time, I had my parents sign a guarantee form of financial aid. But of course, the agency won't accept it because my parents live in a different country.Not knowing where else to turn I headed to my school and explained the situation. They were outraged. How am I supposed to get someone here to guarantee my rent when I've been here less than a week? So the school called the agency and they exchanged words at which point the agent offered to talk to the landlord about waiving that part. In the meantime, one of my mentors had set up an appointment for me with a different agency. We checked out a studio meublé near the school. The location isn't quite as great as the other one, but its not bad at all. C'est très joli! Its on the 3rd floor (4th for us Americans). Its an attic apartment complete with sloped ceiling (good thing I'm short). I always wanted sloped ceilings as a child and here's my chance. It looks newly refinished with an equiped kitchen, bathroom and a bedroom that can be separated (there's a door and a half wall separating it from the rest of the apartment, all I have to do is hang a curtain). So I signed the lease and am in the process of paying for it (the bank only allows me to withdraw so much each day). I got the key this morning and started getting my stuff in. Due to a miscommunication, my electricity won't be up until Tuesday. :o( But after lugging my stuff back and forth across the city as I hotel-hopped, its nice to finally have a place to call home. Now all I have to do is get used to the pigeons that perch on my windows.