Someday, I won't walk 3 flights to do laundry.

Apartment living. Do I love it...or do I hate it.
Jury's still out.


Things I loathe:

1. My old bent key that picks a fight with the lock EVERY time I try to enter our humble dwelling.
2. The upstairs neighbors that disregard the fact that they have laminate flooring and seem to have mistaken their apartment for a basketball-court-fight-club-ring-ninja-dance-club-concert-hall-bowling-alley. They're loud.
3. The fact that maintenance can enter any time that suits them--even when you are in the shower and yell, "One moment, please!" as you hear them entering to fix your light that keeps going out & your bolt lock that fails to function.
4. My light that keeps going out & my bolt lock that fails to function.
5. The. Really. Slow. Internet. (I just want to get through one episode of Grey's Anatomy without it freezing...does McSteamy live? I guess I'll never know.)
6. Buying your own groceries = $KA-CHING$. On the verge of becoming an extreme coupon-er.
7. I have yet to meet my neighbors. I miss the dorm's sense of community. I did however, meet one neighbor across the hall--of course I was out of breath and sweaty as it was upon my return from a run. 
8. The classy cigarette burns in our coffee table and the lovely dragon chalk mural adorning our patio--courtesy of the past residents.
9. The sink faucet that doesn't fully turn off unless you jam the handle back in place.

Things I love:

1. My amazing roommates. Seriously, they're pretty bomb. Sore abs from laughing = success. (I think this point alone can outweigh all the negative ones.)
2. DECOR EVERYWHERE. Thanks, Pinterest.
3. No need for shower shoes.
4. My very own pantry. 
5. The seven minute walk to Starbucks. 
6. Buying your own groceries = Baked. Beans. For. Days.
7. The couch. I would have killed for one of those bad boys in my dorm room--not that it would have even slightly fit.
8. Sitting on our patio watching the sunset. 
9. Someone is always baking. Macaroons. Cupcakes. Brownies. Banana Bread. Rainbow cake. Zucchini bread. Cinnamon Rolls. (Although still undecided on the how good/bad this really is.)
10. Being able to say, "why don't you come over to my place?"

Oh okay. I can't deny it. I love apartment #234. Loud ninja neighbors and all.