Getting kicked out

It's official.

A formal letter is written by Marika the landlady and she's started showing out place to prospective future tenants.
It's funny how their first reaction was “C'est une place pour etudiants” Of course it is, what kind of lies has she been feeding you? That this is a state of the art, safe and friendly apartment?

Anyway we are going to fight this… but even if we do that, we still have to move out in the end because our tenant-landlord relationship is already destroyed so we can't stay…

FUCK… I don't have time to deal with this shit. In the official letter, she stated the things that I did which is an infringement of the lease.

I blew out the furnace, the whole building's electrical system and the hot water tank.
I put a 20 ampere fuse into 15 ampere slot.
I blast my music loud in the night and she had to call the police. I moved furniture around at 4am in the morning on jan 3rd.

That's her side of the story. I can't help but laugh at how stupid this is… I guess… since I don't want to jeopardize our court dispute with an official letter, I'll have to reply here in my own corner of the world.

I blew out the furnace? Why would I do that, on christmas day and freeze myself to death…while I was away from the apartment?
Yes… I put a 20 ampere in like the one that was in the slot before… Did you take a look at the 3 others that you put in yoursef before we moved in which is a 15, a 20 and a 35? And have you noticed how old those friggin fuses are?
Yes, I turned on my music for 4 minutes with the bass at min at 1/4 of the volume and you threatened to call the police on me.
Sure, I woke up on jan 3rd at 4am all puffy eyed, hungry and decided to move heavy furniture around the house. I am a psycho who have no life.