all the names are redacted for whatever reason...

well, it seems the manager himself is on my side... not his "partners"... let me give you the play by play...

I get to the meeting... I felt very nervous... very. I felt like vomiting... I was sweating... kinda felt like crying... was dizzy... anyway... there was a sign on the door reading "eviction hearing" (clearly made by the "partner" to make me feel like crap... this thing did not exist before this) anyway, I walk in the room, chairs in a circle... it felt like an intervention or AA meeting... the head of the tennants said "take a seat hun" I did... I'm practically shaking at this point... I turned to the landlord... he winked at me... (I don't know much about the gays but I fond that a bit strange...) and I instantly started thinking "what the hell is going on here" in my head... and the head lady said "are you aware of why we brought you here" I chocked down a gulp... said "yes ma'am" she said "good, mr ******* please read the vote" (I seriously almost puked right here and my eyes got so blury... I thought I might pass out) the landlord pulls out the ballot box (an old shoebox with a slit)...took the folded papers and began writing on a clip-board... I seriously was practically in shock at this point... he wrote something down and passed it to the person to his left and said softly "pass this to **** (the head of the tenents)" I watched this clip-board get passed around the semi-circle like it was the last thing I'd ever see... it felt like an eternity... it finally gets to the head of the tennants... she unfolds the paper then reads it... I serioulsy threw up in my moth... and had to just swallow it... she looks around the room... and then at me... and then back at the paper... and says "by a vote of 6 to 4, **** ****** will not be evicted at this time" at that point I sorta didn't know what was going on... I definitely didn't feel better... I glanced towards **** (the partner)to see one of the most evil looks I've ever recieved.... it felt like he was trying to kill me with his eyes... and at that point I glanced bak at the head of the board... she said "congradulations hun, you can go now." I chocked down a swallow... and tried to catch my breath a bit... then said "thank you ma'am"(admittedly I stutered a bit trying to get that out, I think my voice cracked a little too) and I proceded to get out of the chair (feeling reiculously sick and dizzy) I barely managed to get out of the room... I fell down not two steps out the door... and crawled back to my little piece of hell... I just layed on the floor for a bit until deciding to write this... I still have a pounding headache and still feel like vomiting... and still feel a little dizzy... but I guess I'm not homeless... yet...