Here it is, my appartment. My first rental appartment. My first steps as an “adult”. And yes I use quotations because, when does a human being really feel like an adult? When they become parents? Not even then? This appartment comes with a decent sized bathroom, small kitchen and a balcony overlooking a playground. Somehow I find it comforting to hear childrens’ voices. Whatever is going on in the world, children still love to play.

This is the living room / bedroom / office. All furniture is old except for the white table (from IKEA). The couch is actually green but I threw a blanket over it. Makes it softer and is an easy way to NOT buy a new couch just because of the awful color.

It hasn’t been too lonely. In general I like to be “alone” and do my own thing..whether it is cooking, baking, watching TV, listening to music… though I do miss the “sharing” part. When I lived with my parents my mom always yelled at me from downstairs to “watch that TV channel, there’s an interesting documentry airing right now!!!” and me asking dad if we could watch a few songs of that live DVD again…
Though, as of now, I see my friends far more often. I have people coming over almost daily to hang out. Next weekend two of my pals are coming over for a sleep-over and a full party weekend. Before that, on thursday, a childhood friend is coming over. And then after the weekend, on monday, one of my closest friends is coming over for a pizza+movie night. And the list goes on and on. That just wouldn’t be possible if I’d still live at my parents house. I wouldn’t want to burden them with.. entertaining guests, sort of speak.
Only few more weeks until Uni continues again. I have to say I have kind of missed the structured life of going to classes in the morning. Not to say that it wouldn’t be great if I would be working full time by now.. but I like my three dimentional life (school, work, personal life). When you take school out of the picture life just gets dull.
