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I'm the owner of an apartment. I'm still in shock. I went to look at it last night, today there was a bidding and now it's mine. I'm gonna be in debt to the day I die. My monthly costs will rise a *lot* but I'll pay it to myself in part. My stomach is doing flipflops. I still can't take it in. I'm gonna own an apartment. Me. Who's never owned anything in her life - well apart from books and computers and dvds, lots of it. It's just so, so respectable and well, adult. I don't want to be adult. I'm sitting here in a daze looking at IKEA kitchens but I'm going to be pitifully broke once I've signed the deal and moved, so to pay for the new kitchen I want, want, want, I'll have to beg my father for a loan. Damn.
Umm, help?
Umm, help?