ew.
so i am a grown-up? i have a full time job, a part time job, and my own place. my new conversation topics revolve around outrageous gas prices, "bills bills bills", and where the best place to put the coffee table will be. it is so weird. not just because i am a qualified "grown-up" (not a good one, but by definition) but more because i am completely okay with it. i have not yet felt so completely fine with a my life changing. even though i have very few friends here, that i am miles away from my parents, and i am starting to work at a place other than the fruity- I LOVE IT. i love where my life is right now, i wouldnt change a thing. i barely have ten dollars to my name and i am working my life away just to break even. but i love love love love every second of it. HELLO REAL WORLD.