On my own disadvantages of living alone: -no matter how much you freak out about the cockroach staring at you, no one will make it go away -it's so friggin quiet in the beginning that you feel the need to narrate everything you're doing, and you excuse yourself to imaginary people you pretend are living with you eg, WOOPS *thud* sorry (invisible roommate?) sat on a broken chair there *points at chair* ...yup...*cough* -if you're a crap cook, your stomach will verbally abuse you until you are not a crap cook -paranoid fantasies of a break in before you sleep are not quite quelled by rocking back and forth armed with nothing but a flip flop (yeah the plan is to slap the intruder away--I PANICKED OK?) perks of living alone: -you can fart to your heart's content! -if you forget something in your room before you shower, you can go back to your room NEKKID and if you REALLY want to have fun, you can also do a happeh dance nekkid upon realizing that you can be nekkid :) -you can leave lots and lots of dishes in the sink and NOBODY judges you. you can pile them up, run the water and pretend it's a fountain too :D -you can call things yours and revel in the power of it, eg, "why yes i just put it down on MYYYY table a few seconds ago...*grin* ...MUAHAHAHA" -the bathroom is always free, which can overwhelm your bladder at first, ie, you still reflexively hold it for a few seconds and have to have this pep talk with your pee, 'it's okay, let go, i know it's scary-- but you can let go now' -nobody's allowed to call you a baby EVER EVER AGAIN (but you can still act like one at home :) ) |