The Apartment

I have officially moved into my first apartment.

To celebrate, I made four boxes of Jello, using up every vaguely bowl-like item I have, and essentially filling my half-sized refrigerator.  When I moved, my parents gave me a bunch of Jello and pudding mixes they found in the back of the pantry.  I haven't really had a chance to do any grocery shopping yet, so the gesture was much appreciated.  Though I don't think they intended for me to make half of the boxes at once.

The apartment is a studio, in which all utilities but electric are included in rent, bringing me in a little bit under my school's estimated student housing costs.  Student housing did get back to me and offered me a dorm room, but I just can't do dorm living anymore.  I can't share a bathroom with twenty other people.  So I found my own apartment.  Today, the day after I signed the lease, student housing contacted me again, offering me a one-bedroom apartment (even though they said I'd be taken off the housing list when I turned down the dorm).  Thanks so much.  It actually worked out for the better, though, as my studio is just as nice and much cheaper.  And my various plants seem to like it.

Wow, I start med school really soon.  Really, really soon.