I am not 25 yet.
Holy cow. I have to change this journal to "My 25th Year" because I am officially 25 now. I am more than freaked.
I have the best friends.
My friend Amy is pregnant! I am so thrilled for them (they'd been trying for over a year now), but it makes me think I am going to have to leave North Bend, god, this is making me about want to cry...but she is the only one I hang out, work out, shop, eat, do everything with...and now when she has her baby, that time will be less. At the same time< I will be devestated to leave. I am so so conflicted. Plus my work situation is less-than-ideal right now (never agree to teach 4th grade), but I feel like I have no options.
I have to spend tomorrow at a speech meet slash basketball game, woopie.
I have the best friends.
My friend Amy is pregnant! I am so thrilled for them (they'd been trying for over a year now), but it makes me think I am going to have to leave North Bend, god, this is making me about want to cry...but she is the only one I hang out, work out, shop, eat, do everything with...and now when she has her baby, that time will be less. At the same time< I will be devestated to leave. I am so so conflicted. Plus my work situation is less-than-ideal right now (never agree to teach 4th grade), but I feel like I have no options.
I have to spend tomorrow at a speech meet slash basketball game, woopie.