I lived in this building for my first semester of my junior year as an undergraduate at Johns Hopkins University. Yes, I only lived at the Marylander Apartment Homes for half of the year because of how ------- awful it was. It started off when my shower head literally fell off from the wall while I was showering, hit and cut my cheekbone under my left eye, and sent me to the hospital to get stitches. So I told the Marylander office that I need a new showerhead, as this was no doing of mine, and they said alright, and replaced it. The following week, it happened again. What the ---- man. That's when I stopped showering all together. My girlfriend left me because she said I smelled, my friends wouldn't even dab me up anymore, and my pet fish died (I think). This was all because the Marylander couldn't fix my damn shower. Then, I guess my lack of showering resulted in a certain bestiality that attracted other beasts too, including rats. Yeah, on top of all that - I lived with ------- rats. They shat on my floor. They shat on my bed. They even shat on me when I was asleep one time. And of course, when I asked the office to help me get rid of them, they wouldn't. I swear to god all they did was call Ratatouille or some ---- and have even more rats come through. Big, hairy, stinky, brown ------- rats. So do yourself a favor, and don't ever live in this piece of ---- building that has what they call apartment homes. Homes my ---.