I'm about to turn 20. Isn't the legal age of adulthood 18? I voted at 18...and I can buy a rifle (well, in SOME states), I can fight for my country, I can drive, I am supposed to be a grownup, right? In some ways I have had to grow up very quickly and very truly. But I am still just a kid who wants to sing and be loved.
Well, as part of my "adulthood," I am living in an apartment on campus :) The complex is called Bayou Oaks. It's a pretty suite deal, I mean sweet deal (har har, I so clever...) I share a common room and kitchen with three other ladies (talk about diversity: One is from Vietnam, one from Nigeria, and one from right here in H-town!), and I share a bathroom with one. I have my own room! I have been back/moved in for over a week now, so I really have no excuse as to why I haven't posted pictures.
Here's what I have so far; I cleaned and organized today! But...did not take pictures. Whoops.
Tomorrow I start my sophomore year of college; eeek and yay and ahhhh and wahoo and asdlkmalkdmokimlsdflkmsadzomgggggggggg ;)
Have a great week, my lovelies <3