the real world sucks
I know it isn't a monumental discovery but yes, the real world does suck. I guess I had high hopes that as soon as I got out of school I would be off doing great things and have lots of stuff to talk to my friends about but sadly that is not the case. I'm living in Chicago and I hardly ever go out on the weekends. It makes me feel so old. I was driving home from work tonight at 11 and was passing lots of bars on Lincoln. I saw all these people waiting in lines to get in and everyone was dressed up for a night on the town and all I could think of was that I wished I was with them. I feel like if I'm living in Chicago and missing out on all the fun. It really makes me miss Stevens Point as crazy as that sounds. But at the same time I'm afraid to go back. I want to go so I can visit people but I feel like I don't have enough good things to say about what I'm doing to merit a visit. I also worry about certain people having the need to avoid me while I'm there and I hate that I cause that reaction. Oh well, I can't make everyone like me.