Manifestation Story: Manifesting The Perfect Apartment In An Impossible Market, and Escaping A Nightmare Roommate

This is a story of a manifestation that occurred regarding me finding a new apartment. When I moved to San Diego, I had made a mistake and moved in with someone who was a liar and a raging alcoholic. Living with a person like this, at the time, was detrimental to my health, my sanity, and my spirituality. After only two months I was completely fed up and finally acted on my subconscious mind to manifest my desires. 

I wrote this a while ago, and something inside of me is stopping me from modifying it in any way. I hope the person who needs to read this will find this, and know that there is hope, and it's between the ears -- in our wonderful human imagination!

The night I applied for the apartment:

All had been fed up. The story is simple yet a little long but I will write it because it will help someone in the future.

All along Sydney has been inviting people to sleep over multiple times a week. Getting plastered. Causing trouble with me. Arguing about politics. Leaving the house trashed. Just a dark environment.

Then I hung out with Sabella and I saw that I was having such a wonderful time with her and that I didn't need drama in my life. I came out here to be free and I ended up a captive to my roommates devices. Her dark spiral was slowly sucking me in and I didn't even feel comfortable coming home anymore.

I had an amazing time with Sabella. I brought her home. Sydney was drunk. She told me that she would not invite Steph over, a girl who had a crush on me, just to prevent her from getting her feelings hurt because I was not interested in her. It was all wrong. Sydney texted Steph telling her that I had a girl over. To be a snot. She came over, yelled and started saying foul and mean things about me. She did it to make my friend Sabella uncomfortable.

So that next day I stewed on it all day. I was thinking of blackmailing her to get out of the lease, all of this stuff. I knew I needed to get out. Sabella is such a beautiful light. It helped me to see what I needed to see. That I deserved better. That I didn't have to live in chaos anymore. I needed to heal and to be happy. I was going to take the complaints that the neighbors told me and bring it to Stan, the landlord, in order to get out of the lease. I was so focused on figuring out how to get out of the lease.

Then I started wondering.... What the hell am I doing? Why am I stressed out? What am doing? Why am I focused on the PROBLEM? What was I doing with my life? The universe has helped me before every single time. I am focused on shit that I shouldn't be. I didn't move to San Diego to live the same stressful, chaotic lifestyle as in NJ. So I took out a piece of paper and made a list of what I needed to be happy. What did I really want? In this list I came up with a few things, and I also came up with a list for an ideal place.

This is exactly what I wrote:

"WHAT DO I WANT?

TO BE HAPPY WITHOUT WORRY OF MONEY / NO WORRY OF JAMES / HAYZ. TO BE WITHOUT WORRY OF SYDNEY. TO BE IN ORDER. TO BE ABLE TO FOCUS ON THINGS THAT MATTER. TO HAVE A PEACEFUL LIVING ENVIRONMENT. STABLE. NO CHAOS. THIS IS TAKING MY VALUABLE ENERGY AND FOCUSING IT ON NEGATIVITY.

UNIVERSE -> I NEED THE PERFECT PLACE TO LIVE. A PLACE THAT WILL ALLOW ME TO THRIVE. A PLACE FOR PEACE. A PLACE FOR HALEIGH TOO. AND I NEED IT BEFORE APRIL 1. I AM BURNT OUT. I NEED ENTHUSIASM.

SIDE NOTE - I HAVE THESE THINGS ALREADY. THEY APPEAR IN HIGH AMOUNTS CONSISTENTLY AND WHEN I SAY I NEED, I MEAN, I HAVE. I RECEIVED."

 later left work, didn't see Sydney at all (to confront her) and just thanked God for my perfect home, and went to bed.

The next morning I woke up on Wednesday with a voice in my head just telling me to move out anyway. That I didn't need to blackmail or be mean. That would do nothing. The universe would not need me to do that in order for me to get what I desire. The red tape would be cut. The universe would take care of everything.

I went into work and went on Craigslist. I found a perfect Studio apartment in Ocean Beach. It was SO cheap. Only $975 which is unheard of for being 3 blocks from the beach. It was in a small gated, 3 unit complex. It was perfect. I sent an email to check it out. 6PM the lady said, someone else was looking at it then.

This is where it starts to get pretty rad. Torrey, coworker, lives in Ocean Beach and offered me a ride there. We pulled up at 5:57PM, the exact time as the realtor was opening the gate to let the other candidate check out the place. The place was even more perfect than I thought. Quiet community, peaceful, lovely. There was another guy who was extremely interested there with me. I was a little nervous!!! I was like, crap. I am out of control here. They gave each of us a card and an application and told us to email them in to them.

I sprinted over to Hodad's pulled out the app, and was about to write on the application but I had the thought that if I took it, scanned it, and put it on photoshop and instead of writing I would type it, then I would have an advantage. So that's what I did. I wrote a little email with it of why I thought I'd be the best candidate for the place and sent it on its way. Before I left I walked to the bathroom and noticed a huge purple heart on a licesne place (the medal of honor) and I had, for the first time ever, noticed and paid close attention to the exact image on the Stamps that I had bought from the Market place that day. I knew this was a great sign.

That's when I went over to check out the farmers market. When I was with Sabella I had asker her where I could buy some stones and crystals. Then I stumbled upon them. I almost bought some stones and crystals for positive energy. But I didn't to save money. Another sign though -- I thought. But there I saw the box of old-school skeleton keys (i have an obsession with keys) at this place, when earlier in the day someone added me on instagram who sells skeleton keys. Another sign Then I saw someone playing tarot on the steps of the hostel. It stuck a chord in my heart and I knew that I finally needed them. I hadn't gotten them before because I knew in my heart that the time wasn't right. I figured I'd feel it out again. I went to one shop, but they didn't have them. So i said ok maybe it's not the right time. I walked into another shop and boom they had them. Bought them.

Then I walked over to the pier to check out the waves. I was going to also Uber home. My phone was on 5%. So I call the Uber, and viola my phone stayed alive! But the ride was on the other side of mission bay (the pin was wrong). I asked some dude if I could use his charger (he was literally just playing soccer and I asked if he had one, and he brought me to his car to use it ).

He was rad. A transfer from Saudi Arabia. We talked about God. He told me his mother had just passed. He told me my faith was strong. It made me feel good. I told him that he will be okay and that God is with him (essentially). This was definitely set up. Then I picked up my phone that was charging and was about to call an uber when... HEY... Sydney texted me. "Hey I locked my Keys inside can I come and get yours from you? Do you need a ride?" (sign)

Then she came and got me from OB, and I talked to her about me moving out. She struggled a little. But I kept my cool (I have a bad temper) and eventually she understood that I was moving out and I told her why. In the end we were talking again.

But I went home and got a letter on the table from Steph. Inside it was a letter... and.... get this.... a Smokey Quartz!!!!! To help with business and remove bad energy. HOW COOL. I thought. Hell. I'm on a roll. Everything I desire is coming through today. :) Where's my billion dollars!!!! (still working on that one haha) I got a few emails from the realtor right away.

The realtor asked me for pay stubs, if my credit was ok, and for my landlord's number to ask if I pay rent on time AND if there had been any noise complaints. Now that was the rub. I was like "CRAP". Sydney had snuck a dog in to our apartment and the neighbors had complained. I was like. Welp. I'm screwed. I guess it is what it is. I knew that I hadn't been the one to get the complaints. She was the one having guests over partying and getting noise complaints while I was in San Francisco on business. So I came up with a plan. I said. This may be wrong. But I'm not going to give them Stan's number.

I called up Raul, my coworker, and I asked him if he could lie for me. Pretend to be my landlord. He said, I don't want to mess it up for you dude but I'll do it. What If I mess it up? I said, well, then well hahaha at least I tried. No sweat from you. He said, okay man, well I'm taking off work tomorrow, so you lie for me and I lie for you hahah. I said OK. I felt guilty though.

The next day I sent a quick follow up email asking for any word on the property and that I had my fingers crossed. Shortly after, Brigette (boss) told me that the realtor had called for a reference check. I texted Raul and told him to get ready! But the call never came to him.... He didn't have to life.

Instead, the call came to me. She had told me that the other guy was offering to pay $50 more a month in order to stay there. BUT SHE WENT WITH HER GUT AND CHOSE ME!!!!! The universe hooked everything up! AND WE DIDNT HAVE TO LIE!!!! Brigette never asked me about Raul. And the realtor never called Raul to verify.

I went in to sign some papers, she told me that my Typed application put me ahead. And told me congrats. I'm moving out in 6 days. This all took place from about 12:30AM Monday Morning until Thursday. Life changed. THANKS UNIVERSE!