if you wanna sing out...

hey blogsters. it's me. the bopper coming to you live from what will no longer be her room in just a few short days. that's right. my time in the UCity is drawing to a close. no more crazy parties and meeting strange unsightly ones when i knock on the door of the bathroom, just trying to brush my teeth. no more plastering "makeout lounge" stickers on the door of the basement. or having a landlord who is a bit absentee, running the house from his place in NYC.

the packing process has begun. 7 boxes just for books alone. can you believe it? I know. Craziness. thankfully, i have a rather small room and a good portion of my things are just sitting in the attic. oh, and the landlord is giving me the key to my new place on thurs. sweet. i rented the cool new scion from the carshare pod in west philly for both fri and sat. hopefully, moving on sunday won't be too too challenging.