I HATE my apartment

and my cheap school ain't so great either. One day last week I had no water for almost a whole day. Then that got fixed and so I didn't complain. Then, this whole weekend I had no electricity. Apparently they are doing some sort of construction or building fixing-upping, and nobody bothered to tell me anything. I've been staying with other people. I texted my contact teacher angrily, telling her that my apartment sucks and I have no power, that one day last week I had no water, I still have no curtains or sink, and that my air conditioner sucks. These are all things that are in my contract. It's not like I'm being demanding here. She texts back the next morning (I texted her quite late), saying that she is sorry and that she will have Mr. Lee, the maintenance guy (who for some reason has a key to my apartment, but I'm letting this slide for now since I still want my repairs done), go and take care of it. This was sunday morning. I didn't go home that night, but I walked back to my place this morning before school and there was STILL no power or water, even though the lights in the stairwell were working and the little electricity meters for ALL the other apartments were turning. And I still have no curtains. They told me they would get me curtains the first day I moved in, which was 2 weeks ago. My school will not buy me anything not specifically stated in the contract's "fully furnished" "minimum standard" for living. I am seriously going to start complaining that I am not paying for a dishrack and bathroom fan and all the other little things that are going to stay in the apartment for the next teacher's minimum standard necessities. I was really going to let it go, but I cannot stand this place.

One of the other English teachers asked me last Friday where I live, and when I told her that I live in the school apartment building behind school, she was like, "oh. the conditions are very poor, aren't they?" and I said yes, they are. and she asked if I liked it there. and I didn't say "no" directly because I didn't want to offend anyone, but I kind of shrugged and said not really. she said she used to live on the first floor, and that the fourth floor was probably a lot better, which I'm sure it is, but still. She also told me to talk to the American people in charge of me, and that maybe they would rent me a flat elsewhere. I laughed and said no, they will not do that. She then proceeded to tell me how last year's teacher, Tony, who lived on the crappy first floor, was moved by the people in charge of him, to the very nice, new, tall apartment building right across the driveway from my crappy place. The same apartment building that I walk by all the time and think to myself how I wished I lived there. I then found out that Tony was not in my program, and that he came to China through his university, and when they saw his conditions, they paid for him to live elsewhere. There is absolutely no chance of that happening for me. Why did I have to get stuck with one of the new partner schools to my program, and the one that doesn't care about the living standards of its foreign teacher?!?