I have come across alot of people through out my last few years who have felt the need to let me know that i am very grown up/responsible for my age. I havent ever agreed with them until today.
My boyfriend and I decided to move out of our one bedroom apartment and into a huge house, not just a huge hosue but a seven bedroom, fixer-uper. Its like nothing ive ever seen before. The rent is soo cheap its unbelieveable. For seven bedrooms, two fireplaces and three bathrooms its only 550$. Keep in mind this is the house from slc punk i swear. Minus about half of the amount of spray paint and add dirt.
As much as everyone talked shit in hgih school [including me, i was probably one of the worst] about how the minute you were finished school off to Vancouver you would be, off too bigger and better things. Almost as if we were all destined to be on the cover of magazines or some famous dancer. When deep down we all knew that we wouldnt do much with our lives but waste away in a state which we have convinced ourselves that it is complete happiness.
Who were we kidding, i am too pussy to leave this town. I have put enough years in this small city [when i came here it was a town but has now been labelled a city, whoopiee!] that i am known and i know people. I have a good reputation with everyone here, i love going somewhere and knowing almost everyone if not personally but you know who they are because you seen or heard of them around.
and now too start over, what a day this will be. one day too start off many more days of being unknowning and being unknown.