i'm finally here!

so i'm sitting at my (new) table eating breakfast (that i cooked myself) in an apartment (that i now pay rent on).  it feels somewhat marvelous to FINALLY be here, on my own, but at the same time i hate it.

i love:

my very large balcony

the pool just downstairs

the lovely manicured state of the complex

my roommate, alex, and the fact that she basically has let me take over decorating the front of the house

coming and going as i please

riding my bike

i hate:

how small my room is. (it feels like i'm cinderella, being banished to the attic when i go upstairs.)

the way noise carries. (but alex loves me and turned her music up way loud so that someone and i could have private time and not be heard!)

having to climb two flights of stairs to get into my room. (my calves are bloody BURNING!)

cooking on my own. (i burnt a scrambled egg yesterday)

all in all...it could be worse.  maybe it just takes some getting used to.  i think once i get my furniture in next weekend and i can finally unpack all my boxes, i will feel more at home.  right now i'm sleeping on the mattress on the floor and it's too close to the ground and everything feels tiny and not-quite-right.

school, where are you??  i need the distractions, so hurry up!