No, I've decided not to... I've hit a couple of rough patches, and I'm stopping before I get myself into even more school-related debt. It's just not where I want to be at the moment. So I'm moving back home for the time being, where there are minimal living expenses! Hopefully by the end of the summer (or maybe by Christmastime?), I'll be back on my feet a bit. I'd love to move back to the city, maybe with some friends, and work here until I figure out what I want to do.
If college isn't your thing, that's ok, but don't give it up just because of financial issues. If you still want a degree, you can look into a local school that you could attend while living at home or a community college. Do they have those in Canada?
Allie, I think this is for the best. I know it'll be tough not living in the city, but you know, time is a great healer. I'm proud...and waiting for a PM
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Yeah, Nova Scotia has a great community college. I really think that I do need to get some things under control, financially, before I even think about it, though.
I also need to get my license! Holy crap, I'm turning 20 in less than two weeks, and I don't even have my beginner's license anymore. My 18 year old sister has had her full license for over a year!!
Mine's a bit messy, too, I must admit. But it's a happy mess! Craft supplies! Yesterday, I made a card for my friend who's graduating from university. It was cute, and she loved it. I haven't cleaned up because I may make another card for someone else.
So I've done nothing today. Well, I ate leftover stirfry for lunch, and responded to a PM, but that's IT. As much as I love to clean, I loathe packing. I find that odd. I don't mind helping people pack, but packing up all of my own stuff, all by myself. Not so much fun!
I hope it all goes well and keep us posted on stuff, Allie.
Banality:
I was admiring this gorgeous vintage silver compact in an antique shop today and it was seventy-five dollars, but the owner said he'd charge me fifty because I was pretty. So the question is:
Am I flattered because he knocked off twenty-five dollars or should I be insulted because I'm twenty-five bucks pretty? I mean, that's pretty cheap for a hooker, right?
Weird banality: I'm looking at some pictures from a former friend from high school's photo album (we're fallen out of touch), and these are all pictures of the people I spent he majority of my time with in high school -- only one of whom I still speak to.
.... it kind of makes me jealous that they're all still so close.