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I lived in an apartment in Toronto when I was a baby but don't remember it... I lived in an apartment on Galland in Dorval (Montreal) when I was 1... it was a third-floor apartment and I remember a bathroom with a dark brown cabinet under the sink... the apartment apparently had 2 bathrooms, and I saw pics of the kitchen, it was a normal apartment kitchen... I lived in another apartment from when I was 2 to when I was 14. It was a U-shaped stone building with multiple doors, each with its own address number and leading to 5, 6 or 8 apartments... 4 stories of apartments, including the basement ones... a courtyard on the inside of the U with a big tree in the center... balconies with black-painted metal railings of a swirly design... my bedroom overlooked the courtyard and my mother's bedroom overlooked the parking lot in the back. The park with the St. Lawrence River (aka Pooey Louie) was right across the street from the courtyard. The buildign was called Le 4200 or something. Our outsidedoor had the number 4206 (St. Jospeh Blvd-- sme street as 550 Lakeshore, actually) and we were in apartment 11.


I lived in two duplexes as well, 4420 St. Joseph and 4680 St. Joseph.


I lived in my father's apartment building at 550 Lakeshore Drive, Dorval, apartment 17, on the third floor, when I was 14 and when I was 17... it was a building called the Queen Elizabeth, with a spiral staircase in the circular center lobby, and a skylight over it... a laundry room in the semibasement, which also housed garages and storage lockers and a makeshift 19th apartment... there was a twin building across the street called the Prince Philip. Across the street from both of these was an ice cream parlor, a little burger place that went out of business, a hair salon, and it was also near convenience stores, banks and other apartment buildings.


When we moved to Brockville me and my mother lived in a tiny little carpeted room in a rooming house for a few days, with a fridge, a bed adn another mattress, a black and white TV, and some chairs. Psych patients occupied the other rooms. There was a powder roomand another bathroom with a shower stall. We were only allowed to shower for 5 minutes. At least one of the bathrooms smalled like piss, had this dirtysome wooden floor (not boards. Actual raw, rough wood) and wallpapaer on the walls that smelled like piss... there was a microwave, a shelf wioth books, and there was no soap in the bathrooms... you had to bring your own, or people kept stealing it. moking was allowed on the back fire escape, which had this mop on it that smelled incredibly foul. WHAT had been mopped up with it?




I lived in a rental house in Brockville, Ontario, at 23 Edward Street... it had colorful flowers in the boxes under the windowas and on the very small front lawn. There was also a large back yard (empty) and a small back porch that wasn't big enough to put anything on, really. You had to be careful to shut the blind in the floor-to-ceiling window in the bathroom, or else the neighbors would see everything! There was a bathtub but no shower, and a small sink on the wall, and a toilet right next to the full-length window... if there's anything worse than being seen naked it's being seen naked and sh*****g


There was a closet that was almost the size of a room; we used it as an office sort of place, and two bedrooms, and downstairs a living room and kitchen (open-concept sort of). The basement stank of something noxious and was littered with construction rubble, the floorboards got dirt between them because they had these giant cracks between them, the tiles on the kitchen and bathroom floor, especially the kitchen, had dirt ground into them... that place never really got clean.


Then there was the small room I lived in back in Montreal, in an old, fortress-style house on Broadway. Two creepy men rented the other two rooms. One of them never flushed the toilet in the shared bathroom. The kitchen was also less than clean. The floorboards were the same as in our house in Brockville, with big cracks between them that got dirt in them. Our room was tiny, the smallest one, with a TV, a sofa-bed, a sleeping mat, a little table, a closet with sheves and a chair or two.


I also lived at 3800 Broadway, an apartment building with lots of Muslims living in it. We were on the third floor. There was a laundry room, a security camera, a rickety fire escape, once when I was locked out and looking for a way in this guy who was crazy and paranoid threatened to pour water on me. We also had a neighbor who had the same balcony, only there was a dividing railing bwtween our sides... our cats would go over and s**t on their balcony and they'd give us funny looks. Our apartment had cockroaches, paint marks on the walls as well as bits of cardboard stuck to it, the kitchen door was missing, there was a gross reddish-brown stain on the bathroom floor, the bathroom was windowless but had a little door to an air shaft (we preferred to keep it closedand let the room steam up than open it and let the smell into the bathroom). When you opened the shaft you could also hear other people's conversations from their apartments; the walls were very thin. In the hallways you could smell the gross food people were cooking and once someone put dirty diapers in a dryer and the laundry room smelled like s**t. The hallway also sometimes smelled like baby s**t.


Now we live in the YMCA; I described it in another thread.

Pasadena, Texas: 1979-2000: Pasadena was (and still is) a blue-collar suburb of Houston. The population had jumped from about 90,000 at the time of my birth to over 150,000 today. The demographics shifted in my neighborhood, during the 1990s, moving from being predominantly white to predominantly Hispanic.

Deer Park, Texas: 2000-2007: Deer Park is another blue-collar suburb of Houston. THe population has hovered in the 20,000-30,000 range during my entire existence (since 1979). Deer Park is more conservative than Pasadena, and much of its tax revenue comes from the Shell Oil Refinery.

Wichita Falls, Texas: 2007-present: Wichita Falls is 115 miles northwest of the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex. The population is 107,000. It is home to Midwestern State University (where I am currently attending), Sheppard Air Force Base, and until very recently, the Dallas Cowboys Training Camp. The most well-known news event here was a tornado in 1979 that killed about 40 people, and was an F4 on the Fujita scale, which was unusual for here despite being in the middle of Tornado Alley.

Tim

I lived in a four bedroom 1911 house in Portland when I was a baby. The house was blue and we used two of the bedrooms as my Dad's office and the other as a family room. There was two bedrooms, living room, bathroom, dining room and a kitchen on the main level and upstairs was two bedrooms and a attic. We had a basement too where the furnace, water heater and washer and dryer were. I remember the house well but my mother thinks it's because of the family movies I saw my Dad took.


I lived in a 1989 house in Washington from March of 1989 to August 1998. It was a big house but not too big. It had three bedrooms and a bonus room, and four bathrooms. The house was two stories without a basement and it had two attics in the bonus room and two stairs. One for the playroom and one for the bedrooms. We had a dining room and living room on each side of the house, pantry room, kictchen with the family room but we turned that into a sitting room and eating room and added the sunroom to the house which was the patio. We had a laundry room and den and then there was the playroom.


The house we lived in in Montana when I was 13-16 was a small house built in the 1960's. It had a family room, kitchen, bathroom, two bedrooms and one of them had a bathroom in it too. The washer and dryer was in the kitchen and there was the pantry in the hall and the stairs led to the basement and it had a furnace room down there with water heater, bathroom, and a bedroom and we had the sitting room down there too.

The house I lived in when I was 16-19, was a big house we had built. It had the family room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom, laundry room, master bedroom and the upstairs had the loft, two bedrooms, bathroom and a playroom with storage spaces up there. The basement had a parlor room, storage space, office, TV room, bedroom, bathroom, water pressure room and a crawl space. The house was bigger than the house we lived in Washington when I was 3-13.


The house I lived in on my own for a year and a half was a one bedroom home built in 1910. There was the dining room when you entered my house, kitchen, bathroom, family room and then the bedroom. The washer and dryer was in the kitchen.

When I moved to Portland, I lived in an apartment with my last boyfriend for a month. There was the family room, eating area and kitchen, bathroom, and two bedrooms. The washer and dryer was in the bathroom.

The house I live in now is four bedrooms. There is the living room, dining room, kitchen, eating area and family room, bedroom and bathroom. Then upstairs it has three bedroom and a little attic where I keep my stuff. There is the basement of course where it is full of boxes with stuff. It's a 1926 house.

Houston, Texas

1988 - 1995
I lived in a beautiful custom home for my first house down in Houston. I remember just about everything about it (the good and the bad). The house had very large bedrooms and closets and a dark family room. The garage was detatched and there was a covered walk way from there to the laundry room. My mom and dad's room was downstairs so I had the whole upstairs to myself.


Indianapolis, Indiana

1995 - 1998
I didn't care for this house too much. My parents had gotten a divorce and mom wanted to save money rather than spend it. This house was much too small for us. But it was a lot newer than the last one.

1998 - 2004
As soon as we left that little house, we got a pretty big one. It was just down the street from the middle school I would go to, so I didn't have to rely on that horrible school bus. The house was very fun to live in. This was also the first house I'd live in to have a basement. The only problem was that the upstairs would get to be over 90F on most summer days.


New Palestine, Indiana

2004 - 2006
To get out of that township, we moved into an even worse one (We didn't know the big mistake we had made at the time). For the first time, we got a house built instead of moving into a used one. The house was, once again, even bigger and it had a basement. Plus I once again had the whole upstairs to myself. The house had tons and tons of space for us. But we really didn't like the neighborhood or really anybody living in that town.


Another City in Indiana

2006 - current
Things couldn't have worked out better. We got another new house built and I now live in a beautiful custom home once again (even better than the original) with more space than ever and yet another basement! This house even has two staircases, a gourmet kitchen, and tons more awesome features! For me, it's the perfect house to have!