Some day I'll probably look back on this time of my life with nostalgia. Maybe I'll think about how free I was, with no real responsibilities and all sorts of future ahead of me. If this happens, I hope the future me also gets the taste of ramen in her mouth. Just to remind her it's not all that great a lot of the time. In fact there are days, or even weeks let's say, when the money is non existent, the neighbors are loud, and you're downright cranky.