Leah is starting fresh
The place I found is perfect. It is closer to my school than the on-campus apartments I m currently living in, and about 100% bigger. I just have to drop off my lease, and wait for next semester to roll around! Oh, and find furniture. But that’s all good. I’m keeping the goal here until August when I move in for reals yo.
Hooray!
Jan 18, 2007, 09:53PM PST | 0 comments
Leah is starting fresh
I want to live alone. Alone, but within a good range of my closest friends. Or in the same building or something. So that should we get snowed in, it’s with my favorite people. Not the people-who-can-sometimes-get-on-my-last-nerve people. Or even better, I could get snowed in alone, so my only option is to work. Or to just be able to hang out with myself for a while.
Oh god. She’s vaccuming. It’s 10 PM.
Nov 30, 2006, 08:23PM PST | 1 cheer | 0 comments
Leah is starting fresh
I’m done with our on-campus housing. The rent is extortion for the cost of living around here, and I have to share an apartment with three people. One, yes, perhaps I could handle. But three makes me want to die sometimes. I understand there are some perks to on-campus, but not to make one apartment worth %400 (not kidding) more than an apartment down the street a bit.
The search for a new home begins this weekend. And ends next fall. Commence.
Nov 14, 2006, 10:39PM PST | 0 comments
A friend from high school said she would! OMG it would be PARTY everynight!! lol! maybe!
Oct 24, 2005, 08:26PM PDT | 0 comments
I thought that living on campus would be a great start to studying abroad. I live in International House which is an on-campus accomodation for students from all over the world. It sounds pretty ok, and it is cool to meet people from other cultures. However, I am used to live in a city, where things happen. Not in an artificial residantial area removed from real life. I feel like I am 14 years old again with no freedom nor independence. This place is slowly killing me and my individuality. I am becoming institutionalised.
Every time I go somewhere else; back to Norway, to Sydney og Melbourne, I can see clearly again, and I know how life is supposed to be. With real people in real life in real cities. But when I am here I forget it and get stuck. I have to escape. Someone throw me a rope please … Help! ...
Oct 07, 2005, 07:58AM PDT | 0 comments