It's not about the shoes, it's not about the hens party. It is the fact that I am turning 23 this year. My two bestfriends are getting married, having kids, buying house's. And me well there is not much too say! Single, Shit Paying Job, lives with my parents, just enjoying the small things in life. I am saving like crazy so I don't have to live with my parents. I am in a position in my life, where I will have to move out on my own because maybe i choose to be this way well I dunno. But I have never been so scared, I don't want to do this alone. I guess bad luck follows me with everything.
I am doing my best at work to try and get a promotion, whilst I will have to get two jobs to afford to live on my own and hopefully buy a house. The stress of being single, lonly and not wanted is getting too me. Although I am so happy for my friends and family, and I don't know what I would do with out them. I am finding it hard to come to terms with the fact that they are in one point of life of where I want to be. Gezz I am only one person, how the hell do people do this on the own.
Have you ever thought of the idea of dropping everything, leaving home to travel the world. Crazy enough. Imagine selling your car, leaving your job, jumping on a plane to the UK for 1 year of your life. Traveling Europe, meeting new people and working in pubs and clubs over there. Your either mad or brave. One of my friends in 6 weeks is moving over to Canada with his girlfriend for 1 year, well he may not come back. But he is making the move, Id like to think that I was brave enough to pack up all your bags and travel the world. It would be pretty amazing.
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