So I finally found a place of my own. I'll pay for the rent, the electric bill, cable bill, groceries, cell phone bill, gas....I'm excited and scared all at once. I can't wait to decorate it, just how I want it. I'm even a little excited to shop for mediocre things which includes:
small table and chairs
I move in next week. COuld this mean I'm slowly turning into an adult? We shall see.