when I was almost 18 into an apartment with 3 friends. it was a big drunken mess for a year.

i was 18 and moved to a dorm at uni. best thing i ever did.

how did your parents react?

Um they were ok with it i guess. It was for the best, i never had to move back, but i still see them a lot so it's all good.
how bout you?

When I was 20 I moved into a dorm with a stranger.

stranger danger!

when i was 20 i moved into an apartment by myself

I just turned eighteen and just started at university. My school doesn't have dorms and it's about an hour and a half commute. My boyfriend and I are planning to move in together, in a closer location, sometime before next September

When I was 17 I moved into an apartment with 5 other people. One I knew beforehand

my parents encouraged it because they wanted me to be educated. they payed for my accomodation. and that made the guilt so much worse when i failed and wasn't allowed to return for the second year.
except i met my wife there too so i guess in the long run they consider it a good investment.

Hey i just noticed the Douglas Coupland quote and the dancing Mozza, One of my favorite authors and musicians. awesome

high five!

that's really cool , hope you guys find a great place together

high five!

(18) this year i moved into a dorm at the university im at as a first year, my roommate is cool

seeing as this is vancouver we will probably end up in somebody's basement with blistering electrical wiring from the previous tenants who ran a grow-op
but it will be wonderful to move out

18. i had my car packed for the entire week before i left. i was the last of 9 kids to leave the nest and it was my mom's first time living alone in her entire life. in retrospect, i could have acted less enthusiastic about leaving. i moved into a dorm.

wow -big family chelly, that's awesome. Aww bless your mom

18 when I moved into my dorm and 19 when I moved into an apartment with my friend

my parents are going to be terrible empty nesters

i moved out when i was 19, but after a botched up relationship i moved back home. Mum said, "this is only going to be short term, i expect you to move out in 3 months".... 3 years later, i finally left. Moved into my own little place across the road from uni. Mum didn't take it too well, despite being all for it and encouraging me to leave. She was moving to another city and wanted me to come with her. We had been arguing for ages leading up to my move and i finally left and everything went well.

res when i was 18, then a variety of apartments with a variety of roommates until I was 23. then back with my parents until I was 25. I've since been on my own, in a place by myself.

January, I hope. My dad doesn't want me to, but mum and I just cannot get along. I'm sure it will be better when I don't have to see her daily.

18, for school. I guess I really can't move back, since my parents also moved out.

but then my brothers moved in. but I would probably die living with them.

i was 18 when i moved into the dorms for college. got stuck with a random-draw roommate, but he turned out to be one of my best friends and we currently live together right now. i was 20 when i moved into an apartment for the first time, and did so with a friend.

i'm 23 now and this is officially my 6th year here in columbus. i'm not exactly sure when pittsburgh stopped feeling like "home", but it's been that way for a long while. my mother got extremely upset when i first started calling columbus home (sentences like "i gotta drive home tomorrow") and when i said i was just a visitor in the house i grew up in. i'm not entirely sure what she expected -- i was after all staying in a guest room and only for a day or so. she teared up and shouted "THIS WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR HOME", and i foolishly tried to explain to her the logical fallacies of her statement rather than just giving her a hug. i did eventually give her the hug.

the weird thing is, despite columbus in general feeling like my "home", i don't actually associate the word "home" with any physical location right now. i've lived in 4 different rooms in the last 5+ years, so it's kind of hard to feel like any one of them meant much. the other weird thing is that i don't really have much of any desire to stay. i like columbus enough -- it's a nice city for sure, but i don't really have any strong attachment to this place at all. by the time i graduate from grad school i'll have been here a full 7 years (what will be a full 28% of my life), but even then i don't really expect to have much attachment to this place. it's always just kind of felt like a temporary in-between. especially now that all of my friends from undergrad have graduated and moved away, and margo is out in portland for 3/4 of the year, i feel like i'm just biding my time before i get out of this place. again, it's not that i feel like i want to leave, i just feel like i will. it feels inevitable; columbus just feels transient.

moving out of the house and into the dorms never really felt like that much of a change, mostly because my parents have always been relaxed, easy-going people, so my new-found lack of parental control never amounted to much. further, i was used to being surrounded by kids my same age in school, so the sea of college students that flow in and out of my classrooms never felt like much of a change either. what will feel really weird, i'm sure, is the next step. that's the big one. moving out of this roommate situation, moving into my own place, being surrounded by adults all day in some office, trying to act like i'm a real adult and trying to believe that i really am one... that's what's gonna get me...

i was like 20. After high school, i just went to the local community college, and so still lived at home. very very lame. 2 years of that (no parties, sneaking home etc.), and then i finally move out to the first place I can find and afford. I share a room with a douchebag named Kenny who cheats on his girlfriend, tells me not to "violate the brotherhood code", and live with another dude who isnt as bad, but man, he played this one single 311 song on the guitar over and over and over. the same song! the Cure cover, i think.

then i go to real college, and the rest is history.

i also have never really been happy in any place i've lived.

My older brother and I moved out to our first apartment when I was 19. It was fun/challenging.

I was 17 when I moved out into a small apartment by myself. It was a wild time.

I was 23 when I moved out. I stayed at home for college. It was post 9/11 and not only was my family freaked about me going away to college in NYC but the college of my choice wouldn't take 2 full years of credits in transfer so I'd have had to start all over as a freshmen rather than a junior.

Anyways I did move to NYC (sunnyside queens) and my very first apartment was a four floor walk up. Also my FIRST night in the new apartment was the day of that huge black out in the north east where the power was out for days. I had to walk all across the city and the queensboro bridge to try to find an apartment in a city and a neighborhood I didn't know. It was miserable since my boyfriend wasn't supposed to move up with me for another week or so.

18

I've lived by myself for about the last year and I can't tell you how much I enjoy not having a roommate. I've lived with a couple of really good friends and for the most part it was ok, but I LOVE living by myself. No pants ever.

18, to college dorm, with a stranger.
then after freshman year my girlfriend (now wife) moved in together.

18 when i went to college. i had a random roommate who turned out to be the dirtiest and messiest person i've ever encountered in my life. he was so disgusting.

worst roommate ever.

I moved to the dorms when I was 18. I had a random roommate who was sort of dirty but he was really fun. He was the type of guy who would just want to up and go do something, which was good.

Second year, off-campus apartment with three other guys from my dorm. The roommate from first year was one of them.

Third year, a different off-campus apartment with my best friend and friends from high school. I use the term "friends" here quite loosely. A total of five dudes including myself.

This year, still living at the same place, though I wish I had moved. It gets really annoying not really having any personal space. Or any common interest, really. They are all leaning towards the sciences, I'm an English major. There really isn't common ground.

18

moved into a chalet with my lady friend

I finally moved out when I was 25 since I went to University in my city and rent is really high.. I live in a flat with one of my best friends and it was really good the last two years.. We moved some months ago, because the old flat was being torn down..
I also lived in a student house when I was 23/24 for 10 months while doing my exchange year in Holland.. Luckily I had a room for myself there, I can't imagine having a roommate..