But I definitely dislike a thing or two.
I dislike the fact that I worry. If someone said to me "let's pack our bags and leave for Europe tomorrow," I would think of a million reasons why I couldn't go. I've got school, I've got a job, I can't leave my mom. I don't have enough money, I'm not ready, I don't have a plane ticket. I rarely live life on the edge and I plan almost everything.
I hope that maybe, just maybe, I'll grow out of this.
However, I kind-of-sort-of think it's planted in my brain--maybe genetic or something. Maybe it's something I can work on and maybe Josh will help. Eh.
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go write in my day planner.
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If someone said that to me... I'd be packing within seconds. I'd make my calls and texts and quit my job on the way to the airport. :) that is... If I wanted to go with that person and didn't have something I'd rather be doing. (yes, there are things I would rather do)
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