Exactly how I feel today, like dull unpolished silver, nothing fantastic. Work is insanely busy, the apartment is still a mess cause well, M does not care to put anything of his away (ggrr). Seriously being "home" just makes me anxious because it is such a mess. This whole house hunting thing needs to be done so I can go back to stressing about the CPA exam and how to do it since I am now doing 2 peoples jobs.
Oh how I wish the CPA would be done and I did wayyyy less partying cause now all I do is think about regretting all the debt I had racked up, bu then again I do not regret a single memory I have from those times. So as much as I say I should have done better for my future and prepared myself better and put the CPA behind me and not spent so much on rent, shoes, wine, eating out, taking taxis instead of the bus, the list goes on and on. I truly cherished the times I had and have an amazing love for San Francisco. Some people love the mountains or the beach, to me the city is and amazing beautiful sight. I do miss all my fantastic care free days, but do I regret moving out of the city? I have not figured that out yet...
"In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different." - Coco Chanel
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