three is the magic number!

SOOO my apartment didn't ever assign me a wifi log in, so I've been writing my blog posts on word, then saving them for when I venture the whole two blocks to campus aka the place with free wifi.

I could also go to like, anywhere in town that serves food, but that would result in money being spent on things that are not clothes.

SO here's blog post three:

It’s my first day on my own! The parents left me this morning after one last minute target run and a breakfast at the one and only heart stopping Waffle House, a Kubota family tradition that simply reeks of class.

A dip in the pool at their hotel with luke, and I was on my own.

What did I proceed to do with my first taste of freedom in my own apartment? Well, let me tell you. I debated dancing around to loud music, or whatever kids do nowadays, for about 2 seconds before settling for a nap. I have to say, I live on the edge sometimes. I then watched some ABC family before showing and sitting down to write this blog in my PJs. So cool.

I’m really excited for my first apartment. I am pretty sure that everything I’ve said up until this point has reinforced that idea, but just in case my loyal follower (quick shout-out to luke!) was unsure… I AM SUPER EXCITED! I am so serious about painting my living room a pale blue – nervous, but serious - and that will put the final touch on my already near perfect room. My parents beautiful white flatscreen and my new TV stand are so cute and I just finished decorating my white magnet board, had my dad hang my white and beachy mirror in the living room with cute ribbons…

I posted on facebook that my apartment will be as cute (or cuter!) than hello kitty and I fully expect to keep to that oath.

I will also work on not sounding like a spoiled teenager in these posts. It’s been a while since I’ve actually written anything remotely serious; I am totally out of practice. The most writing I’ve done all summer has been texting. Niice.

Cool, I just heard the police drive by! Aw, feels just like home.