Sarah, trust you to turn a moving of cities to go to school into a linkage to squeeing.
Boone... Anyone else see the Lost reference here?? *shakes head* Only someone in our mindset would see it. I shame myself. I see squeeage in everything.
I so know what you mean... except I bit the bullet and just left. Mind you, I couldn't stay literally and unlike you, I didn't have a family of awesomeness and a gazillion friends. Come to think of it, it wasn't anything like what you're going through. *sigh* Still, I can empathise and understand.
Still... I have this little pearl of wisdom to put out there just for the sake of saying it, and not because I think you need to hear it or anything because I don't - in fact you're probably one of the most level headed people i know when it comes to stuff like this...
Don't be a 'Grass is greener' person.
Figure out what you want, what it will take to get there and then do it. It may take longer than you want but don't rush into anything.
My flatmate is my oldest friend. We've been friends since grade 9 - that's like 13/14 years old. I'm 28 in Sept and she's 28 in March. So I'm talking half my life, which for me is fucking long considering I don't have that many friends to begin with. Anyway, she's a 'Grass is greener' person and it drives me fucking nuts. Her latest want, in an unbelieveably long list of wants and impuslive life changes, is to move to Canada. Why Canada I hear you ask? Fucked if I know. She would tell you that it's somewhere she's always wanted to go. Funny. In the 14 years I've known her, I've never once heard her mention wanting to go there - even when I was researching doing a student exchange there when we were 17. Things in her life turn to shit, she moves, runs. It's what she does. Something doesn't work out? She leaves. Work gets a little hard, she gets a new job. Meets a guy online? Moves to his state to move in with him. Two years later they break up? She moves states to move in with me! This is the second time she's lived with us. It's a lonnnnnnnnnnng list. The point is, she always thinks the grass is greener on the other side, but then she gets there and realises that it's just a different shade of shithouse that where she was, was.
So now you're thinking... uh, what's the fucking point of this drivel?
Well there is a point.... but fucked if I can remember where I put it. *sniffle* I hate being sick. My brain doesn't work right. Oh hey, here it is. My point. Don't move cuz things aren't going the way you want them to. Go because it's what you want to do for yourself. It may sound the same thing but it's really not.
Ugh, I don't think any of that made a lick of sense. Please, blame it on my medication. And the pie. No, wait, don't blame the pie. The pie was good. Just the medication. It never tastes good and is out to destroy the world. Yes, I am now delirious and probably can't spell.
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Date: 2007-02-26 01:06 pm (UTC)Boone... Anyone else see the Lost reference here?? *shakes head* Only someone in our mindset would see it. I shame myself. I see squeeage in everything.
I so know what you mean... except I bit the bullet and just left. Mind you, I couldn't stay literally and unlike you, I didn't have a family of awesomeness and a gazillion friends. Come to think of it, it wasn't anything like what you're going through. *sigh* Still, I can empathise and understand.
Still... I have this little pearl of wisdom to put out there just for the sake of saying it, and not because I think you need to hear it or anything because I don't - in fact you're probably one of the most level headed people i know when it comes to stuff like this...
Don't be a 'Grass is greener' person.
Figure out what you want, what it will take to get there and then do it. It may take longer than you want but don't rush into anything.
My flatmate is my oldest friend. We've been friends since grade 9 - that's like 13/14 years old. I'm 28 in Sept and she's 28 in March. So I'm talking half my life, which for me is fucking long considering I don't have that many friends to begin with. Anyway, she's a 'Grass is greener' person and it drives me fucking nuts. Her latest want, in an unbelieveably long list of wants and impuslive life changes, is to move to Canada. Why Canada I hear you ask? Fucked if I know. She would tell you that it's somewhere she's always wanted to go. Funny. In the 14 years I've known her, I've never once heard her mention wanting to go there - even when I was researching doing a student exchange there when we were 17. Things in her life turn to shit, she moves, runs. It's what she does. Something doesn't work out? She leaves. Work gets a little hard, she gets a new job. Meets a guy online? Moves to his state to move in with him. Two years later they break up? She moves states to move in with me! This is the second time she's lived with us. It's a lonnnnnnnnnnng list. The point is, she always thinks the grass is greener on the other side, but then she gets there and realises that it's just a different shade of shithouse that where she was, was.
So now you're thinking... uh, what's the fucking point of this drivel?
Well there is a point.... but fucked if I can remember where I put it. *sniffle* I hate being sick. My brain doesn't work right. Oh hey, here it is. My point. Don't move cuz things aren't going the way you want them to. Go because it's what you want to do for yourself. It may sound the same thing but it's really not.
Ugh, I don't think any of that made a lick of sense. Please, blame it on my medication. And the pie. No, wait, don't blame the pie. The pie was good. Just the medication. It never tastes good and is out to destroy the world. Yes, I am now delirious and probably can't spell.
Good day sir. (God now i'm channelling Fez).