bricks and mortar
My sister is buying a new house, and she and my parents came to me this morning with a proposition. Namely, that I buy her old house (a 2 bed terraced in Harold's X just beside the canal) with my parents' help.
This would involve me going back to work fulltime, and doing the phD at night, if ever.
Like, it's a nice house, but wouldn't I rather just not buy, and spend the money on expensive moisturizer or something? My parents seem to think I'm mad not to jump at the chance.
bla...
fucking life choices, I hate 'em!
(5 hours later) God, when I reread my journal, I always sound like the most obnoxious, spoilt, whiny kid in the world.
This would involve me going back to work fulltime, and doing the phD at night, if ever.
Like, it's a nice house, but wouldn't I rather just not buy, and spend the money on expensive moisturizer or something? My parents seem to think I'm mad not to jump at the chance.
bla...
fucking life choices, I hate 'em!
(5 hours later) God, when I reread my journal, I always sound like the most obnoxious, spoilt, whiny kid in the world.