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"As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back."
 
 Something I've learned in the time of being an adult, is that there are certain responsibilities you can not run away from.  You can't avoid paying bills, taxes, and taking care of the people around you.  It gets to be to the point where you can't avoid it--you're grown up, and people expect you to act that way!  It sounds so cynical and sucky, but to be honest it really isn't.  Being grown up; it has its perks.

Some advice I'll give to other adults, do not rely so heavily on others.  I say this, actually, not of experience, but being the person so heavily relied upon to do things for others'.  Not so much that I mind taking care of other people; I live to give my services!  I love helping people and making them smile--even more than I love to smile myself.  However, some times I feel like the people around me are really taking me for granted.  I get crabby and go into this self-pity mode, even though I really don't have it all that bad.  I just get this depressive state of mind, where I feel like no one around me appreciates the things I do for them.  So if you are going to rely on some one else to cook your dinner or clean up after you, being an adult, show your appreciation for that person.  Let them know you care, you appreciate it, and that occasionally you can help them out too--it does wonders!

Some things I have experienced being an adult (or living as one, anyway), are bills and taxes.  I worked at McDonalds for about a month and it is not so much that you don't get paid well or anything--as much as, if the store manager doesn't like you, she can go into your hours logs in the computer and change how many hours you have worked, so that you don't get paid a lot.  It really sucked.  l, however, am not one to abuse the legal system for little things, so I quit on a saturday morning.  (:  Right when they needed me the most.

The most important thing about being an adult is knowing how to take care of yourself, fend for yourself--even when you don't have the resources, you have to make your own resources.  You really can't expect every one around you to do this and that, just to take care of you.  My old room mate, Heather, she did that a lot.  She expected everyone to take care of her--and if they didn't, they were just bad people.  When she first moved in with us she had a job, which she hated, but no car.  We told her before she ever moved in, "look, we have to work too.  we can't always take you to work.  especially not if you have to get to work and we are already at work.  you need to be prepared to find your own rides."  And so she simply quit her job, the day after she moved in.  Andy and I were scathingly angry, and made her move out because if she doesn't have a job--how can she pay her end of the rent??
A goal I would like to achieve as an adult is to graduate college.  I want desperately--no, need--to graduate.  I want a good job that I'll enjoy, and I want to prove to the world that even with my history and reputation, I CAN achieve a degree of my choosing.  (:  I need to do it, if not for myself, for my future family.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Summer is my favorite season. I like reading Haiku and like the one you wrote.

gingersoaplovin said...

Thanks! :D

 

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