Why this icon? Because I like it, that's why.
I'll keep this short and sweet, for once:
I aimed at getting campus housing at the amazing Kenilworth Square Apartments, particularly in a one-bedroom apartment. Not because I'm antisocial and don't want to live with someone else, I am frankly more concerned with the other person having to put up with me. (Ask dramaturgy, roseanna or kaesa. It's a real concern.) Especially if they're a total stranger.
Well, I signed the contract last night (getting the deposit was a whole other adventure; hopefully that goes by smoothly enough that it won't be notable enough to share). But as I was informed at an ungodly early hour this morning, there are no one-bedroom apartments left. (There are "five or six." Why would you even put it as an option? I know why, that's rhetorical.)
I almost pushed and bought the more expensive one-bedroom -- with your own washer and dryer! -- but it's just more financially responsible to take a roommate and split the rent, so whatever. It's set in stone. Come September I will be living in a two-bedroom suite, presumably with another person, and this way I won't be forced to literally workstudy just to be able to eat.
I even know the room number, and I can sign up for classes on Monday. Man. I think this just became real.
I aimed at getting campus housing at the amazing Kenilworth Square Apartments, particularly in a one-bedroom apartment. Not because I'm antisocial and don't want to live with someone else, I am frankly more concerned with the other person having to put up with me. (Ask dramaturgy, roseanna or kaesa. It's a real concern.) Especially if they're a total stranger.
Well, I signed the contract last night (getting the deposit was a whole other adventure; hopefully that goes by smoothly enough that it won't be notable enough to share). But as I was informed at an ungodly early hour this morning, there are no one-bedroom apartments left. (There are "five or six." Why would you even put it as an option? I know why, that's rhetorical.)
I almost pushed and bought the more expensive one-bedroom -- with your own washer and dryer! -- but it's just more financially responsible to take a roommate and split the rent, so whatever. It's set in stone. Come September I will be living in a two-bedroom suite, presumably with another person, and this way I won't be forced to literally workstudy just to be able to eat.
I even know the room number, and I can sign up for classes on Monday. Man. I think this just became real.