Somewhere is much better than nowhere. There's no way I could live with my parents again. I don't know how you do it.
Going crazy changed the dynamic. And I've never been good at making friends.
Me neither. It's hard to live with your friends, though. I don't know if I could do it again. I did it while at university but when you're young and just starting out in life on your own you're not as rigid.
Oh I've heard some stories about rigid roommates and "it's all about me and my friends" roommates making life miserable for people. Rent in this city is extremely expensive and I would get depressed with no light in a basement suite, which would be extremely expensive. I'd be a bad roommate because I need quiet most of the time and I don't like to do my dishes immediately after eating (although I clean up as I go about preparing a meal).
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