it's too damn HOT!
Heather emailed me the other day. She said that she heard from one of my old high school friends/enemies Theresa. (actually she was Tracy through junior high, then she got a great big bug in her butt about being an adult and started going by Theresa). Any way is seems that Theresa has finished her BA and moved back to my home town where she is working on her MBA and my alma mater UIC. I guess Theresa joined the Air-force and that she has circled the globe.
I don't know why it bothers me so. Heather has moved back to our home town too, but she too is working on her masters and she too has circled the globe. I've done some traveling through Europe, I've gone to college, I've moved out of the hell hole of our home town and I've stayed gone. So why do I feel like I'm a big fat loser, and they are so successful. Wait scratch that, why do I feel that they would think that I'm a big fat loser? I'm so afraid that someone somewhere will rate their success by my failure that I don't ever want to run into a familiar face again.
Tai is moving back to Chicago. Some days I want to stay here in Portland, other days I want to move back to Chicago too. I want to stay because it has taken me a full year to start liking this stink town. Also, I really love my job. But then I want to move back to Chicago because it is a lot of fun, and it's home, and it feels like it is vanishing from me forever. If I don't catch it now I may never have it again.
If I stay her in P-Town, I can live alone again. I LOVE living alone. If I move back to Chi-Town, I will have to have a roommate. If I stay in P-Town I can drink and be crazy without judgment. If I move back to Chi-Town, I will be the girl that hasn't finished school that wasted a year bumming around the West Coast. Oh, and I won't have a jobbie-job.
If you remember I was in the same predicament last year, only in reverse.
Help Me!
I don't know why it bothers me so. Heather has moved back to our home town too, but she too is working on her masters and she too has circled the globe. I've done some traveling through Europe, I've gone to college, I've moved out of the hell hole of our home town and I've stayed gone. So why do I feel like I'm a big fat loser, and they are so successful. Wait scratch that, why do I feel that they would think that I'm a big fat loser? I'm so afraid that someone somewhere will rate their success by my failure that I don't ever want to run into a familiar face again.
Tai is moving back to Chicago. Some days I want to stay here in Portland, other days I want to move back to Chicago too. I want to stay because it has taken me a full year to start liking this stink town. Also, I really love my job. But then I want to move back to Chicago because it is a lot of fun, and it's home, and it feels like it is vanishing from me forever. If I don't catch it now I may never have it again.
If I stay her in P-Town, I can live alone again. I LOVE living alone. If I move back to Chi-Town, I will have to have a roommate. If I stay in P-Town I can drink and be crazy without judgment. If I move back to Chi-Town, I will be the girl that hasn't finished school that wasted a year bumming around the West Coast. Oh, and I won't have a jobbie-job.
If you remember I was in the same predicament last year, only in reverse.
Help Me!