Cali - my home, my favorite place on earth.

Vic - a cute little suite that I will make as home-y as possible with my bestest ben (the windows on the lower level will be my bedroom).

Cali - dad making my latte in the morning, mom catering to my breakfast craving of the day.
Vic - breakfast on the go. fact: a latte made by oneself never tastes as good as one made by someone else.
Cali - full access my mom's sweet ride, the funnest car to drive.
Vic - my bike, my feet, my bus pass, my pleas to friends with cars.
Cali - a job that pays great with awesome bosses.
Vic - university pocketing my moolah faster than I can say student loan.
Cali - no neighbors, naked hot tub anyone?
Vic - neighbors (no hot tub).
Cali - work 8-4 -or something like that ;) very little stress.
Vic - full-time-and-then some school, tests, essays, textbooks, late night cramming, you all know what I mean..
It's sort of ironic that as I read my little spiel it seems to me that Calgary comes out on top. What is it that is so appealing about being back in Vic? Maybe it's the independence, the fact that Victoria and everything I have accomplished there is something I have done all on my own. I moved away from my parents, a very hard thing for me to do. I adjusted slowly but surely to the only constant in life - change.
Life will be different, once again, but I can honestly say that I am looking forward it. I'm going to enjoy the last few days of home but will happily be anticipating the days to come..
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can you please come home early? I am tired of talking on the phone.
I did exactly the same thing...moved to a new city for school and ended up building myself (and buying myself) a home...very far away from my real home. It's tough to be attached to two places.
And that blows about the no lattes/no hot tub.
P.S. I'm insanely jealous. I would love to be home in Victoria right about now.
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Katie, I will make you a latte with my fabulous espresso maker/steamer.
You bring the Bailey's.
I guess that's what getting older is all about..
Especially the nakedness, the hot tubs, the caffeine and the liquor... Preferably all rolled up in to one.
...I wish I could home earlier, but someone's gotta go to work to make the moolah to support your gambling habits.. Call me sugar mama.
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