This week/end will be a liberating one; I'm finally going to move into my own apartment. For me, this is both an amazing accomplishment (yes I'm a bitch and I will laugh at all the unfortunate friends of mine still live at home) and a terrifying realization of reality; its time to grow up. I like being independent, freely leave and enter my home without questions up the wazoo, but I will never miss being babied, having dad cook dinner every night, not paying for bills etc etc.
This saturday will be a morning of gleefully dropping 400 bucks at everyone's favorite crap furniture store, Ikea in Red Hook Brooklyn. From there, the solemn drive back (with a little piece of my heart in my wallet) will end with four or five long and thin cardboard boxes filled with self assemble metal and wood pieces. I assume the assembly of my small room will be completed 3 hours after the first box is open.
So, this is my excitement. This is what I look forward to. Go me.
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