2. i’m not exactl sure how normal people find apartments in new york city,
y
but i found mine via email
3. i looked at the pictures
talked to the roommates
and after a careful consideration period
of 5 whole minutes
i said, “i’ll take it.”
4. i w happy. i had a room i could call my own in an apartment in new york city.
as
5. so i packed my bags
w ved goodbye to my famil
a y
and hopped on a bus
(because everyone w too afraid to drive me into the city of crazy cab drivers)
as
6. when i arrived at my building
my new roommate helped me carry my bags
up
six
flights
of
stairs
six.
7. after she opened the door to our apartment,
i realized my lofted room had its own set of stairs
seven.
(to calm my wheezing, i tried to imagine my future toned thighs)
8. after making it to the top of everest,
i collapsed on my new bed
my new big, comfy bed
9. upon regaining the strength to move,
i propped myself up to survey my surroundings
my room w adorable, it had:
as
two big skylights
plenty of floor space
dresser
desk
comfy reading chair
and a door leading out to a large roof deck
10. but when i got up off my bed, i noticed something funny
i couldn’t stand up.
