Having moved into a new place a week ago, I’ve realised something.

I want my own place.

It’s not that my flatmate it bad. He seems all right. But I prefer the place without him. You see, he’s a pilot but he doesn’t fly internationally. However, he has been away a couple of nights due to some training and I’m loving it.

I love that I can do my own thing.

I love that I don’t have to worry about another person being around.

Sadly, the antisocial me, also loves not having to make small talk.

I think it settles it.

I can’t wait to save up enough to get a place by myself. I’d prefer spending more to have that privacy and solitude and scrimp on other stuff.

But for now, I can only dream.

And hope. That dreams do come true.

Until next time,


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  • Jessica
    12 February 2009 at 2:06 pm

    Yeah, it really is hard to live with someone! 😛

    Hope you are having a good week!

  • Psych Babbler
    13 February 2009 at 8:04 am

    @ Jessica: Tell me about it! I never seemed to have that problem before…but I think 2 years after living with friends has spoilt me! 😛