It’s very rare I ask for advice. But today I seem to be facing a MAJORRR life dilemma; so rather than discuss it with my family and friends, I pose it to you, anonymous internet reader. You know like transgender people often say “I was born the wrong gender” yeah? Well that’s how I feel right now. Not like a women, but like I was born the wrong nationality. I just feel I should be Indian. LOL JK. I obviously mean American.Yeah so ever since I was a child I’ve always been like “Right am moving to America when I’m older” - and then I got older, went there to check it out and it was just everything I ever imagined. And when I returned home this September I’ve been adamant ever since I’ll spend the following 10 months saving and move over there Summer 2013 with a 6 month visa in the hope of finding work and friends and a lovely little life and never return. And if it didn’t quite work out like that, I could at least say I went, lived there for 6 months and gave it my best.
But now this whole dream is in jeopardy. In order for this it work, I just need to stop leaving the house. Because when I leave the house I get drunk. And drunk leads to getting on a train somewhere. And then before I know it I’ve treated myself to a lovely midweek break, been to 5 concerts, stalked a band and I’m back in Weatherspoons regretting the breakfast I’m now eating because I’ve just spent all the money I had aside this month for America saving. You get me? I’m now in the Jewish mindset and committed to saving – but then along come McFly………..
Here’s the dilemma. Do I say “No Josh. This obsession is out of hand. You’ve seen them far too many times before and their new song isn’t even that good” and just completely ignore the fact that they’ve just announced a tour and continue saving. Or do I push back my transatlantic move until January 2014 so I can still afford to have some form of social life until then …oh and go to loadzzz of dates on the McFly tour?
I know this seems like quite a pointless dilemma in retrospect to hurricanes and dying children and all the bigger stuff you read on the Daily Mail app whilst having your morning poo. But it’s the only dilemma I have so stick with it. McFly tours have been the pinnacle of my entire teenage years. 99% of my fondest memories/trips/experiences all fall down to McFly times. And I just don’t know if I’m ready to cut it off? I imagine American is going to be around a whole lot longer than McFly right? Unless Sandy has its way lolololoz. But then why am I so sad about pushing my move back half a year?!
My mothers answer to all this was the best though; “Why don’t you just go to one McFly show and then you can still afford to move in September?” …..is this bitch for real? Obviously I didn’t even warrant her with a reply and simply shook my head at her and left the room. One date?! Go hard or go home innit. And my mothers obviously the going home type.