Independent Eugenia Day

As it turns out, Independence Day was quite eventful. In fact, I kind of made it my own.

As of this afternoon I officially have my very own rented, Chilean apartment. Kind of like a very own rented, American apartment but significantly cheaper. It's actually in the same building where one of my aunts lives, so there's that. I'm pretty nervous about the whole thing really, but now anyone that wants to make it down to Chile for a visit will (hopefully) have a couch they can call home.

The best part of the whole adventure though was meeting the owner of the apartment to sign the contract. Really nice guy but of course at some point in the conversation (after he told me I could sneak guys into the apartment without my aunt knowing) he says to me "So, do you have a boyfriend?" and when the response is no he says "Oh, well, did you leave any broken hearts in the states?" If this wasn't a conversation I have with my uncle ONCE A WEEK it would be much more amusing than annoying, but that is not the case. It's nice that everyone in Chile reminds me that I am still repelling men. That makes me feel at home.

Anyhoo, I have an apartment! In Chile! What kind of crazy shit is that? Party up at my place, y'all. Be there or be square.

Yeah boooooyyyy,
- E