I Have an... Apartment

It's a little bewildering to be able to say that. Soon I'll be able to say, "hey, guys, let's go back to my place and hang out" and be totally unsupervised, like a grownup or something. No parents, no res fellow. Weird. Katherine and I kept saying, when we were looking for a place, that we were surprised potential landlords didn't look us up and down and say, "Nice try, girls. What are you in, grade six? Seven, maybe? The gig is up, now go home!" Anyway, we have a place. Two bedrooms, one of which is big enough for two. Big living room. Plain walls. Venomous orange carpet, to be covered with area rugs. No dishwasher, but whatever. And I sent the photos to my mum and dad, and they pass the Mum Test, so all is well. It's in a decent part of town, and all is well.

Exams are coming. Dun dun dunnnnnn.