Jan 26, 2009 23:31
six days and i move into my very own single studio apartment, located on campus, within walking distance to t2 and borders. the rent is unfathomable and hugely unfair to anyone that isn't fortunate enough to have parents willing to fork out that 15 grand a year.
i'm excited to purchase 15 dollar bookshelves from the reject shop and decorate my already-ikea home with candles, teapots and tatters.
i'm excited to spend more time with boy. which is in itself a pretty ridiculous suggestion, considering we haven't gone a day without seeing each other since the end of schoolies and the beginning of 'real life'. i just can't shake him.
my own kitchen and bathroom was the selling point.
on reflection, all the effort i put in, and the pills, kidney failure, breakdowns, stress headaches, failed friendships, caffiene and study were definitely worth this. i can't claim independence just yet, but i'm three hours away and in five years i'm going to have a future.