| i'm the last child in my family (two older siblings) and the words "privacy" doesn't mean much. my siblings may be gone, but the years of living with two psychopaths still remains fresh in the mind. as long as my roommate doesn't jump on top of me and start hitting me in my sleep, take my laptop without telling me or use my clothes as "rags" for their art projects... i'll be just fine. =)
saving money, i understand. essentially, i'm paying money to make friends and meet new people. correction, my DAD is paying money for me to make friends and meet new people. i'm a lucky sonova***** and i count my blessing everyday (or every other day, i can forget =/)
i hope everything works out for you and your commute doesn't break your spirit! maybe you can find a girlfriend/boyfriend at UCLA and just sleep at their place! hahaha. jk (or am i?) |