| | So I haven't posted in a while. But as I was packing to move into a new apartment, I began contemplating life, the universe and everything (not to rip off Doug Adams or anything.) And what I was contemplating was the fact that everyone seems to be leading a more exciting life than I am.
I know people who have gone to London, Greece, Spain, Germany, and a wide variety of third world countries for study abroad programs and mission trips, all within their college careers. I have gone... nowhere. I haven't even left the North Dakota-Minnesota region in five years. Make that four, I did go to Italy my freshman year on an overdue choir trip from high school. I have friends who've interned in Ohio, Alaska, Washington, New York, and D.C. I have interned... officially, nowhere. And even unofficially, only in GF. I don't feel like I'm missing something, but I see everything that everyone else is doing, and it makes me wonder if I missing something. I'm a small town, Midwestern girl, and I like it here in the middle of nowhere. That's never bothered me. I just occasionally wonder if I should be doing more with my life. Even when I go to grad school I'm only going to go to St. Cloud. Then my life's dream is to work as a school counselor. In hindsight, not a very high goal. Is that bad? I just want to work with kids and teens because it's something I really love to do. I just feel like there's something inherently bad with not wanting to leave this area. It has nothing to do with a fear of new places or anything, I just love living up here. And I feel like I could have done more with my college life, too. At least traveled for a summer.
Someone please give me some answers.
The other thing that's getting me down is that I started moving into my new apartment today after I got done with work, and I had no one to help me. Eric's in Memphis at a leadership conference and so was Chris, so there went my strength. So I started calling my friends. Some people had parents in town, others were still at work, others already hitting the bar. A vast majority were either packing to move into new apartments themselves, actually moving, or helping other friends move. Granted, perhaps I should have asked someone ahead of time. I'm not so arrogant as to think that everyone would just drop their lives to help me move. And it IS Friday night. I guess I just thought I'd be able to find someone who didn't have much going on tonight. And I guess I was wrong. Just feels a little lonely, that's all. Especially when I'm hauling a microwave up a flight of stairs.
And the AC in my new apartment died, which angers me, because it was working fine Thursday when I did the walk-through with my landlord. Just one more brick to add to the pile. Oh well, tomorrow I go to the lake, and I always find it easy to relax at the lake. Which is good, because my back needs it. Hopefully my cat won't keep me up tonight. I'm hungry. Perhaps I shall go find some food. Perhaps.
Leave me your own thoughts and responses. Be honest. Tell me if you think I just sound whiny and pathetic.
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