Decisions, Decisions

*Hey everybody I cant say I'm sorry enough, I forgot to schedule this post, and I was at a friends house. I didn't want anyone else to because none of my family or friends know about the blog! Sorry, sorry!!! There will probably be a bonus post this week, to make up for my slackness! Thanks heaps for being patient with me! Also sorry for the length of this post, its going to take me a while to get back into the swing of things! :D

I didn’t tell Nate about the offer, I don’t know why, I guess I’m considering it but I’m not sure how it will affect us yet so I have decided not to mention it until I know. Paris is my dream, it always has been my career focus but things change I suppose and my life has definitely changed in the last couple of months. Zoe and I decided we needed some serious girl time; our plan was to go shopping after work and then grab dinner.

“So what are you going to wear to your wag barbeque?” Zoe asked.

“I don’t know...Stop saying ‘wag barbeque’ it’s freaking me out.” I replied.

“Sorry...but come on sweetheart, you’re extremely close to being wag status.”
I let out a mock cry and Zoe patted me on the back.

“So did the sexy football player explain himself for not calling?” Zoe asked.

“No, I mean we barely talked about it, I know we have to but where not exactly the world’s best communicators.” I sighed.

“You guys should talk...You’re so good together but not communicating properly is the downfall of most relationships.” Zoe said.

I laughed at her wisdom, she just shrugged her shoulders and said, “I did a psych minor at uni.”

“I know you’re right, oooooo do you want to hear something interesting?” I asked changing the subject.

“I do.” She answered while lazily flicking through the clothes on the sales rack.

“Guess who was offered a three month internship in Paris?”

“NO really?” She squealed.

“Yep!”

“Oh how very hills season 1.” She joked, “Except there’s no chance you wouldn’t actually go.”

I looked down avoiding her gaze...

“YOU CAN’T SAY NO TO PARIS!” She yelled.

“I’m not saying no, I’m just thinking about it.” I explained.

“Ok I have to call you P during this conversation cause its getting way to
confusing, P you can’t say no to Paris, you know what they say When Paris sneezes,
Europe catches cold, and it’s not just Europe it’s the whole fashion world P, if you want a career in this industry you cannot say no.” She said forcefully but kindly.

“I know Zo, I completely agree and that’s what I keep telling myself...we both know three months in Paris really mean six months or longer...” I justified.

“Look I love Nate you know that but you have your entire life to be with him, Paris is a once a lifetime opportunity, Nathan will wait and you know he will.”

To be honest I’m not sure what I’m going to do anymore...