Country?! I Moved Across the Ocean.

I don't know the language very well; I don't make much money; basically I live a dreadfully lonely little transatlantic life. Working in Europe sounded glamorous. I thought I'd be jetting off to Paris and Prague every weekend, dancing to techno with cute guys in tight pants, and dissing Bush with abandon even in polite company. But no, it's just kind of dismal and solitary. I struggle to make it through each week, and then when Friday night rolls around, I realize I have nothing to do. So there I sit, watching people laugh and shout in a language I don't understand as they pass by under the streetlights.

I'm young, I'm pretty, I'm bright, I'm adventurous - I keep thinking there must be more to life than this.
scandinaviana scandinaviana
22-25, F
1 Response Oct 6, 2006

i wonder how it is going for you now??