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Okay well im away to move into my own place very shortly, hopefully in a few months if all goes well and im really lookin forward to it. Itl be good to have the freedom to do things that i may not necesarilly do at home.;)
My question is - Those of you who have got their own house/apartment how do u feel about it? Do u prefer living by yourself/with partner to living at home with the folks? How old were you when you moved out?

Or how bout you people who still live at home, how do you feel about the idea of moving out? Cant wait for the day you leave? Or are you still attached to mums home cooking?
 
Well for me i couldnt wait... I live alone in my own apt and i like it... but it does get extremely lonely for me sometimes cuz i moved to a different town and I have trouble meeting people...(dont know why) but yeah it does kinda rock, i get to come and go as i please and no one bugs me... just wish i could make some friends though...

Oh and i moved out when i was 19
 
I moved out when I was 18 for school, got married at 20 and have lived away from my parents that whole time. I love my parents, and its always nice to visit, but it was essential for me to get out on my own and learn how to be independent. In some ways I think it even strengthens your bond with your parents -- you start to miss eachother!

D4D
 
I still live with my parent's but i think I'm moving out when i start college which should be soon.
Of course every one's going to want to move out because the freedom but personally i think It's harder when you first move out just because you are now responsible, you don't have your parent's telling you what to do and in a way it's scary knowing that there isn't someone to keep an eye on ya. Idk, that's just me.
I know i still live with my parents but i wouldn't want to live alone unless your anti-social o_O Cos you'd get lonely you know?
 
I still live at home, and the part of me that might like the independence is drowned out by the lazy, immature part of me that enjoys having my mom cook me dinner and do my laundry.

My parents aren't going to make me pay rent until I've got my bachelors and a longer term job, and once that happens I'll probably move out and get an apartment. Also, any CIS job I'm likely to get will probably be in the city, and it'd be a hell of a lot easier living there than an hour long commute every day.

Most of the people I know who've moved out at my age are fuck ups, living in trailers they bought for $500, and are, or at least are well on their way to, skimming off welfare. I don't think it's such a big deal to move out early.
 
I still live with my parents, but I'm moving to St Andrew's in September to stay in student accommodation.

I really can't wait to move out and have freedom at last, I hate having to tell my parents exactly where I'm going and who with and what I'll be doing and when I'll be back, they make such a big deal out of it that I usually just don't bother going out much. And I'll be able to eat what I like too, my mum always insists that I have a big plateful of food even though I never manage to eat it all, so you would think she'd give me less but nooo. >_>

Oh, and I'm also looking forward to having my room (albeit a very small one) because I've had to share a room since I was born, and I'm fed up of it. -__- Though I think it'll be rather lonely at first because I'm so used to always having someone else there.

I'm not too worried about the fact that I'll be moving somewhere different where I don't know anybody, because all of the first years will be in the same position so I'm sure it won't be too difficult to meet people. And I actually live really close to St Andrew's considering lots of people there come from all over the world, out of the girls my sister lives with two were from Scotland, one from England, one from Switzerland and one from New Hampshire in the US. So 40 miles down the road doesn't seem so much anymore. :wacky:
 
I moved out when I was 19 with my partner who was 24 at the time and we moved into a Townhouse. (We've been living together for a year now.)

He'd had experience living out of home since he was 16. It wasn't like we were both little kids who moved out together and went 'OH SHIT THIS IS EFFIN HARD'.

It was actually really easy. It didn't affect me in any way whatsoever except for the fact that I had to pay a little extra rent compared to the board I paid my parents each week. And we had to buy food but we hardly eat anything anyway.

I LOVE THE FREEDOM!!!

My parents (my mother in particular) would try to wrap me up in cotton wool and not let me ever do anything. I wanted to go out while I was still young and single and just have fun with my mates. I was never allowed to go clubbing and had a curfew of 10pm that slowly went up to 12am.

I always had them calling up and checking up on me. It was freakin' harassment.

I will never ever move back in with them. I can deal with seeing them every few weeks if not months. I just can't be around them all the time or I just feel completely smothered.

The good thing now is I can go on the internet without fighting my siblings for it. I can watch whatever I want on T.V. I can go out and not have to worry about people calling me to see when I'll be home.

Everything is my choice and I love it. I'm not an idiot and just do everything I never got to do just for the hell of it. I rarely go out but it's nice to know that when I do I don't have to ask permission and beg my parents to let me go.

Oh and I can do my housechores whenever I feel like it too. I can get home from work and either fall asleep/ go on the net or whatever without being told I need to do the dishes or something.

Oh and I just found out today we got a new house to move into this weekend. =D I'M EXCITED!

Living out of home works for some people and not for others though. =P
 
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I moved out when I was 16 or 17, went home like twice in this time. I wish I didnt move out as young as I did, I've never really had any money thats always been mine, its always had tyo go on boring things like bills and food. I just wanted out though, always been far to independent to be stuck at home too long, so it was inevitable that Id be gone soon as humanly possible

As much as I long for the easty life of living back at home, I dont think I could give up my own place after so long, can do what i want when i want without any nagging. Housework stinks though >_>

In short; I love living alone, I just wish I didnt do it as soon as I did
 
I moved at as soon as I could, basically right after I graduated high school. I applied for summer studies at the University of Mississippi and told my parents I was off. I immediately clicked with all the summer studies people, since I have a sort of laid back mentality and came off as a pretty stand up guy. The funny thing is most of the people in my classes failed out right away, so I never really saw them after the last part of 2003. I missed my home town buddies but they moved to Berkley, CA with my bud's sister. Eventually they ended up in Sacramento and are having the time of their lives.

Since I've been in and out of college taking classes and trying the full time job atmosphere out, I have been through 2 apartments and finally put a mortgage down on a 3 bedroom 3 bathroom house a year and a half ago. I have been through 3 relationships in college, but after finishing up college the first time, I have been able to stick the non college relationship out for 3 years.

I don't miss home at all, too many memories, good and bad. When I go back home there is no one around to just call up. Everyone is either moving on and getting married or relocated elsewhere or working long hours. That's life for you though.

I love the freedom, as some of you said you were oversheltered and smothered, that about sums me up as a kid. I was allowed to hang out with whoever but parents were always on my case about random shiznit being from a christian family and not being a christian myself. So getting out of that house was the best thing that has ever happened to me. I get to be myself, listen to my music, making good money at my current job and satisfying the needs of the lady. I feel fulfilled as a man, and am keeping it that way. I also can play games whenever I want as long as it is not taking away from my real life time.. own 5 cats and have had 2 dogs (which are both gone now) .. taking life slowly and will marry one day.. and maybe think of having kids. I did say maybe though!

The only thing I have noticed though is my good friends have dwindled to all but a handful. Literally I can only count them on one hand. I don't know what it is with us Americans, but we get a little bit of money and we think it is necessary to screw over our friends for it. I have never been like this, so for me, I have always wondered what will become of us.
 
I'm terrified: if I do, I'll be moving away in September. I can barely cook, I can't iron, I've used washing machines (etc) enough times to count on both hands, I'm poor at keeping my money organised...I don't think I'm going to be able to cope with it very well. Although, it'll be University, so it shouldn't be too much of a shock to the system - it'll be more of a gradual change.
 
I can't wait to move out, whether it be to Uni of my own flat, whatever. I just want out. Sure, living at home is an easy life, but it's not the real world, and if I stay here for more than 2 years, adapting to real life would be more difficult. I just want that independence, to show that I can look after myself, and it would force me to get a job too, instead of leeching off of my parents money, which is something I need, but currently have no motivation to get.

My parents want me to go to a Uni close to home so I can still live with them until I've completed my Uni course, but I don't really see the fun in that at all. 4 more years of sharing living space with my parents and little brother would just suffocate me, I really need my own space xD
 
I didn't see the point of getting myself into debt, loans, etc, when I could go to a local university and still stay at home. So that's what I did. I don't aim to move out for a long time - I will pay rent once I have a nice job.

It doesn't bother me at all - unlike a lot of people here, I do not go out to clubs, stay up until very late.

I've seen the nightlife, and I really do not like the clubbing scene, and I never will. I learn enough real life shit, and go through drama at home too...so...
 
Let's see...I moved out from my dad's place when I was 18, moved in with my mom-in-law (my husband, daughter, and I slept in a folding couch in the living room...that was our own little space >.> ) for three months, then moved in with my husband's grandma who has a weird 60-year-old son still living with her (stayed there for 7 - 8 months), then moved to Ohio (back again with my dad who just moved up there at the time...stayed there for 3 years), and now finally back home to California since two months ago.

I hate moving, I really do. I just wish I can find a 'permanent' place to call home, and to be honest, even though I just moved in to an apartment two months ago, I know we won't be staying here for long...at least a year but not more than that, I'm sure. We're currently living with my sister-in-law and share the rent and everything. I do love that we're now more independent and don't have to depend on other people. I can cook and not worry about whether it's ok if I use someone's ingredients because it's not mine or what. I love the freedom. :) But I still do want our own actual house and have it just be the three of us living there, no one else. >.> No offense to my family members, but at this point I just crave to be by ourselves sometimes.
 
At first I really couldnt wait to move out. I was 18, had somewhat of a good job and thought I had everything in order. I moved into an apartment with my girlfriend who was also working, so with both of us working we were doing great no money issues. Had two cars, any kind of food and drink you could imagine and plenty of cool games. Then she lost her job. This happened right at the beginning of the whole job crisis, so she had real trouble finding work. I think it was about 6 months after she lost her job that we got evicted. I moved back in with my parents, and she moved back in with hers.

I was still working, but it was at a place that was at least 60 miles from my parents house. So not only was I driving over an hour to work, this was at the very beginning of the gas spikes. So I was filling my tank up every other day, and that was just killing my paycheck, not helping whatsoever with us saving up to get a new apartment. Well luckly I had some relatives, that live only about 25 minutes away from my work so we moved in with them and slowly started saving up for our own apartment again. After about 4 months we finally had enough for a aparment and moved into our second apartment. Which was only 10 minutes away from my work, so that helped not only with the gas issue, but I was sure to not be late for work either.

Well everything was going pretty decent, she still hadnt found a job but was looking almost every day but really getting nowhere(Michigan has one of the worst economies in the US so it just got harder and harder to find a job). We lived there for about 6 months and things started to go bad, I fell behind on my car payment for a few months and it got reposed. So now I had to fall on co-workers to drive me to work. Then we had trouble paying rent, and soon we were even having trouble buying food for us. So it got even worse when we got a notice of eviction we had 30 days to either pay off what we owed or get out. Well you can guess that I didnt have any extra money so we got evicted. It was one of the worst expirences in my life, I hope no one has to ever live through that. You know the expression "put you out on the street", well that one is true. They literally put everything I owned on the street. So I did the one thing I truly hated to do, I called my parents explain the entire situation and they came and helped me move all my stuff into a storage shed. Since me and who was now an ex-girlfriend had no place to live, my parents had no choice but to let us stay at their new house. So I moved here and of course because it is almost 2 hours away from my job, and my parents have only 1 car I lost my job because I couldnt travel back and forth and they couldnt hold my job for me.

So heres where I am. Me and my ex are currently looking for a new job, and slowly trying to somehow rebuild our lives. We have both decided that we dont want to live together anymore so when we do get jobs that we both want to get seperate apartments. We have just decided it would be best if we go our seperate ways, and lives for ourselves. I would say it sucks living with my parents again, but to be honest its nice to have a fridge full of food for once, a car (so I dont have to walk everywhere), and just a home over our heads. Then again I really cant wait to move out again, and just start over. Knowing that I have learned my lesson, and want to change all my bad habits (spending money when I shouldn't be).

Well sorry for the long story but I kinda feel better writing it out, I think it kinda helped a little to get it off my chest. I just felt that it was hanging there always reminding me what a huge screw-up that I was.
 
I should be moving out in about September, into a house with some people from uni. My parents aren't too happy about it, because I still live at home with them and my dad seems really pissed off with me but I just don't care. At the end of the day, it's my choice to move out and no one can tell me no.

Ifrit said:
I'm terrified: if I do, I'll be moving away in September. I can barely cook, I can't iron, I've used washing machines (etc) enough times to count on both hands, I'm poor at keeping my money organised...I don't think I'm going to be able to cope with it very well. Although, it'll be University, so it shouldn't be too much of a shock to the system - it'll be more of a gradual change.
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Neither can I, but I still can't wait to get away. :wacky: I had a fortnight over the Summer where my parents went on holiday and I had to look after myself, and I'd say it was probably the best two weeks I've ever had. The freedom I had was great.

Atomos said:
I didn't see the point of getting myself into debt, loans, etc, when I could go to a local university and still stay at home. So that's what I did. I don't aim to move out for a long time - I will pay rent once I have a nice job.
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That's exactly my parents' (or rather, my dad's) point of view. But I see it as much more than just debt; it gives you freedom to do what you want, when you want to do it. The best way to learn all the kind of life skills you need after you move out is to just get down and do it.
 
Ifrit said:
I'm terrified: if I do, I'll be moving away in September. I can barely cook, I can't iron, I've used washing machines (etc) enough times to count on both hands, I'm poor at keeping my money organised...I don't think I'm going to be able to cope with it very well. Although, it'll be University, so it shouldn't be too much of a shock to the system - it'll be more of a gradual change.
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I wouldnt worry too much, I STILL can't cook, how many times have I almost burnt the place down? I Still cant use the washing machine proper, never used powder in my life, I HAVE to get tablets because I dunno how much to put in, I actually have scars from ironing, Im piss poor at it, Im shit with money and I DESPISE housework. Ive only just learnt how to rewire a plug and Ive left the bath running too many times to mention. OH and leaving applainces on that could burn the house down - theres another one >_>

You just manage, you get on with it, and you work around your own idiocy avoiding whatever you can :wacky:

If I can do it, and more importantly stay alive, anyone can. The only bummer is the money, everything else is snazzy
 
I love the idea of moving out, having my own space and not having to put my with my annoying family (especially my brother) anymore, but I don't think I'll do it anytime soon. I don't much of a problem being almost 23 and still living at home, but I definitely want my own place by the time I'm 25 (at the latest). I don't want to be one of those sad 40 year olds who still live with their parents through choice.
 
Sandy said:
I wouldnt worry too much, I STILL can't cook, how many times have I almost burnt the place down? I Still cant use the washing machine proper, never used powder in my life, I HAVE to get tablets because I dunno how much to put in, I actually have scars from ironing, Im piss poor at it, Im shit with money and I DESPISE housework. Ive only just learnt how to rewire a plug and Ive left the bath running too many times to mention. OH and leaving applainces on that could burn the house down - theres another one >_>

You just manage, you get on with it, and you work around your own idiocy avoiding whatever you can :wacky:

If I can do it, and more importantly stay alive, anyone can. The only bummer is the money, everything else is snazzy
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Hahahahah, I appreciate this post, it's made me feel more confident about moving on. I won't die because I can't iron...I'll just have to learn and cope. xD

On the other hand, I now fear for my life - I'm going to become as clumsy as YOU at this rate! :gasp:
 
Moving out?

Ok so long story short, this chick i really hate, ( the one who posted on the kid abusing the kitten) might be moving in at the end of the school year. IF this happens, I'm thinking of trying to move in with a buddy of mine. Having us two in that close of quarters wouldn't end well. So for my sake ( i could give 2 flying shits about what she does) i'm forming a plan now, in case she does move in.

My question is this, when you all left home and ventured on your own or moved in with a friend, what was it like? Did it feel weird? Did you get homesick? OR did it just feel like a sigh of relief?

Please and thank you :)
 
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