Another Ghost In My Bed, Whaaat a Cuaaaant!!

So I moved in to a luxury apartment complex. Private double room with ensuite, air-conditioning, private phone line and internet. The complex has a gym, resturant and 70 foot pool accompanied by a spa..... but i don't like chlorine although I'm happy at times to use the spa cause I like the bubbles. There is a lounge area but I don't watch it really cause me and 2 others have our own lounge/dining area and kitchen, everything is fully furnished. I very almost made the mistake of moving in with the wrong person. I was very much in space cadet mode and the weight of the world had worn away any will I had to do anything, I was ready to sign anything and nearly moved in to a total shit hole, a budget student place where the tiny rooms with bare brick walls resembled cells. In fact if they were built "ensuite" they'd be identical. But my Dad rescued me and sent me on to this place where I inspected as far as I could see 4 identical flats. One had a fish tank with a large tropical fish covered and weighed down with books. Apparently it had tried to nemo it breaking the glass.... I think it was a suicide attempt after life time of hearing an annoying queenslanders accent. I do remember it having a bad vibe but at the time I felt like the fish and supposed they were all the same. "I'll go with the fish guy". Then I met him. WHAT A DICK!! An ugly sun burnt wrinkly red neck smoking in the lounge in a uv vest while fixing an engine. His stuff was everywhere and his greeting to me was. "Ma sheeela kicked me out and naah aaaa'm ere." "We have loud parties and smoke where the faaack we waaaant and wot goes on in this 'ouse staaaaaaaaays in this 'ouse. GOT IT? She tried to change me but aaam an aaaussie and she's a cuaaannt" So I did my very best to move to the nice clean one without getting him kicked out but I asked my Dad for advice to do it with tact and he made some calls before I could say anything and managment told me they were evicting him. I didn't tell the guy so it was quiete amusing to hear this voice echoing through my bathroom window while showering. "The low life caaant it kickin me oooouuuuuut." Oh and then last night I had a very strange experience when I was woken in to a paralised state by another fucking ghost jumped over me in to my bed. Some curly haired boy leaped on to the left side and the force of it nearly threw me out of bed. I tried to say "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing? I know your real this time!!" but as soon as I could unfreeze and use my mouth and turn over no-one was there. Spoookey.