My world has changed, and so have I...
Well, what can I say about the past couple of months? Christmas came and went, as did New Years. Another year, another decade. It's kind of hard to believe that in a couple of months, I'll be turning the ripe old age of 25. I remember thinking to myself when I was little, "OH MY GOD WHEN I REACH MY GOLDEN BIRTHDAY I'LL BE SO OLD. I CAN'T WAIT." Heh. Funny now when that time comes, you yearn for the days when life was so much simpler; you didn't have to worry about bills or medical insurance or the future, just dreading the fact that you might get grounded due to your report card. But that's life! You take the good with the bad, and learn from the experiences and mistakes that you've made.
I've made a lot of decisions that hopefully will be for the better. I will be moving back to Minnesota at the end of the month. Ohio just isn't cutting it for me. I think I needed to move away to learn and appreciate life, and I don't regret the decision to move out here. It's just time to get my life back in order. I haven't been able to hold a steady job out here, and I don't know. I just... don't click with it out here, if that makes any sort of sense. So I'm moving back to my homestate, albeit not my hometown... thank God. Moving in with one of my best friends in the middle of nowhere, Minnesota (Imagine that, right?) to get things going again. Out here I'm not making ends meet, and hopefully I can there. I miss my friends, and oddly enough, my family.
It'lll also be easier to go back to school like I want to (read: cheaper). Of course, there's things that I will miss about Columbus. It was my refuge when I had nowhere else to turn. But it's served its purpose, and now, I move on, hopeful and looking bright towards the future. I've learned to choose and learned to say goodbye, and I think those are some of the most important lessons one has to learn in their early adult years.
So who knows what life has in store for me. Honestly, I'm excited for it.
I'm also excited about the fact that I finally opened my mother's recipe books, and found recipes for her homemade italian food. Yes, I cook now. Scary, but true. And I've only set my stove on fire four times since the New Year! ...not an exaggeration, sadly, but it's kind of a record for me. It's rather sad when I'm not even slightly worried when the stove catches on fire anymore. I'm just like, "Oh... the stove's on fire again. *puts it out*" Hehe.
So yes, that's my life. I suppose I should start packing here sometime. ...but those recipes are kind of calling to me...
I've made a lot of decisions that hopefully will be for the better. I will be moving back to Minnesota at the end of the month. Ohio just isn't cutting it for me. I think I needed to move away to learn and appreciate life, and I don't regret the decision to move out here. It's just time to get my life back in order. I haven't been able to hold a steady job out here, and I don't know. I just... don't click with it out here, if that makes any sort of sense. So I'm moving back to my homestate, albeit not my hometown... thank God. Moving in with one of my best friends in the middle of nowhere, Minnesota (Imagine that, right?) to get things going again. Out here I'm not making ends meet, and hopefully I can there. I miss my friends, and oddly enough, my family.
It'lll also be easier to go back to school like I want to (read: cheaper). Of course, there's things that I will miss about Columbus. It was my refuge when I had nowhere else to turn. But it's served its purpose, and now, I move on, hopeful and looking bright towards the future. I've learned to choose and learned to say goodbye, and I think those are some of the most important lessons one has to learn in their early adult years.
So who knows what life has in store for me. Honestly, I'm excited for it.
I'm also excited about the fact that I finally opened my mother's recipe books, and found recipes for her homemade italian food. Yes, I cook now. Scary, but true. And I've only set my stove on fire four times since the New Year! ...not an exaggeration, sadly, but it's kind of a record for me. It's rather sad when I'm not even slightly worried when the stove catches on fire anymore. I'm just like, "Oh... the stove's on fire again. *puts it out*" Hehe.
So yes, that's my life. I suppose I should start packing here sometime. ...but those recipes are kind of calling to me...