*singing Celine style* Aaaaall by myyyyyyseeeeeelf *end singing*

Well, I've gone and done it. I am living on my own. The weirdest feeling I've ever felt happened at 6:30 this morning when I heard footsteps approaching my bedroom door; and instead of someone coming in and: asking me if they can use my makeup (Meridith), yelling that it's "time to get ready for the day" (Mom), or wandering around the room asking me dumb questions until I get fed up enough to get out of bed (Dad) the footsteps continued past my door and down the stairs. Wow!!! My alarm went off and I didn't feel a bit bad about hitting snooze. No one would yell that they were "sitting here waiting for [me]", or anything of the sort! I can stay up watching TV and no one will tell me it is "way past bedtime, Susie"! I can watch a movie with Ryan without parents wandering in the room making sure we're not too close, asking to watch with us, yelling "it's curfew!", etc. Yay!