Like Seriously, No Offence

The title isn’t really accurate, coz my new place is home now, not my parents’ house, but Trials And Tribulations of Living Away From Your Parents sounds really sissy.

Anywho, people have been asking about how I can actually move out, considering I’m still 17, and the fact that I seem really immature.

1. Well, first, I’m not immature, much, not when it comes to taking care of myself and others anyway. My interests and manner may seem immature, but that’s it.
2. The lease is signed under Guin’s name and I’ll either sign a sub-lease or add my name to the lease when I turn 18, whichever will be less hassle. Guin doesn’t really care that I’m only 17, she herself moved out at 17 to go to college
3. I can afford to move out because I have to jobs, one at SBS radio which pays really well for the hours I do (four hours of work takes care of the week’s rent), and a got myself at the Gloria Jeans down the road.
4. I am quite frugal when it comes to money, I worked out a personal budget even before I moved out and a household budget the day I met Guin. With the budget I worked out, I’m enjoying a surplus of $65ish/week surplus after giving %10 contingency money for all household expenses.

The biggest expense we’ve had so far was furniture. Since I couldn’t bring any furniture from Noble because my parents wanted me to stay there at least once a week, we had to buy all our furniture. I know this could very easily be uncredibly cheap, I decided that this was one thing on which I could splurge for the new place. We furnished the whole place with IKEA, well except Cam’s room. I think he’d rather do that himself, and we didn’t budget enough. We spent Wednesday putting together all our furniture.

House-warming has been postponed until mid-February when Cam’ll be with us. Sorry if you were hoping to come see the place sooner, but you can call and visit.