02/17/12
That was my last day at my old apartment. Four people living in a small two story apartment. Paying a third of the rent (because one of the others didn't have a job) with my bedroom as my only true living space.

Those days are over! Over, I tell you! I've been in my new place for a month and a half now and I am actually happy. I only have one roommate now, and he actually gives a damn about having a job and being financially stable. I can venture down into the living room now and not be asked why.

I can cook! I don't have to rely on fast food, microwave meals, and ramen to get me through the day. I'm eating 100% healthier and it is showing. I have actual space to call my ow...

02/17/12
That was my last day at my old apartment. Four people living in a small two story apartment. Paying a third of the rent (because one of the others didn't have a job) with my bedroom as my only true living space.

Those days are over! Over, I tell you! I've been in my new place for a month and a half now and I am actually happy. I only have one roommate now, and he actually gives a damn about having a job and being financially stable. I can venture down into the living room now and not be asked why.

I can cook! I don't have to rely on fast food, microwave meals, and ramen to get me through the day. I'm eating 100% healthier and it is showing. I have actual space to call my own. For the first two weeks my roommate had to remind me that this was my place too and I have a say in everything that goes on. It was as if I was in an abusive relationship, but I managed to escape. No really, it felt exactly like that.