While I would like to sit here and get all, negative about adulthood and all the bullshit that comes with it, I’m 99% happy that I don’t have to be a shaver again. Sure, when you’re a kid you don’t have the responsibilities that grown-ups have, among them money problems and bills up the ass (No money, More Problems). While going back to my youth would sound like amazing ride in time, I really wouldn’t want to go back there (Well maybe for like a day, to tweak a couple of things here and there!). However, while the dream of reliving your childhood may sound bomb in reality it really isn’t. Kids these days have to deal with so much and even more than an adult does, so let just keep the past in the past and just move forward to the present. I’m semi-grateful that I made it through my adolescent, with just some scratches and buries here and there, whoever for the Snapchat generation. It’s will take more than just surviving there youth to get out alive. Life nowadays is hard for anyone at any age, but more for children these days. Moreover, while they shouldn’t be thinking about it too much and just enjoy the short life span that is there childhood. They can’t help but to look over their shoulders, ready to face anything that comes there way.
I’m not one to toot my own horn and start feeling myself, feeling myself; however, I’ve been pretty on top of my “game” lately. You see, usually someone like me, would just let things happen and see where life takes them, or some bullshit like that. To be honest, for most of the beginning of my 30s, I’ve just been too lazy to do things, which would better me in the long run. I mean, I’m 32 for god sake; I should have gotten my shit together, by like my mid to late 20s. However, like always, something happens and you have to put all of that stuff on the back burner and tell yourself, “You’ll get to it when you get to it:”. Sure, that all cute when you 20-something and you have all the time in the world, but I’m not 20 anymore and cute starts turning into just plain lazy, which I can’t afford to be these days. I need to get my shit done now before 30 turns into 40 and it’s the end of my world, as I know it. Most of you might not know, what it feels like to be behind schedule on this thing called life, but sooner or later. You’ll wake up and ask yourself “What am I waiting for?” As for me, I just can’t wait anymore; it’s time to get organized before I feel it too late.
Don’t mean to vague or what not, because this could be about anybody really, but what’s a good friend nowadays? I mean, there are those who have been with you forever, and then there are those who’ve you just start to feel somewhat all right around. Whatever that case may be in the long run, it’s those all right friends, you have to watch out for. Sure, they may mean well and are willing to be there for you whenever’s clever, but that doesn’t mean, they’re your true friends until the end. There’s always some shady part of them, which in the end, reflects their true colors. Saying they’re your confidante and being a confidante is a very different thing. Sort of like the way, I say I’m a catholic, but will never go to church, because I don’t see the reason to. Be very care with these shady s0-called amigos, because one day you might wake up and see their inaccurate display of affection. Like snap chatting your most intimate secrets to the world or whatever shady bitches do nowadays. Which for them might be a means to be funny or they might think they meant well, by doing such a shitty act, but to you it can be totally breach of contract, in your semi-fictional friendship. So, don’t give them any ammo to use against you. If you do then, it’s up to you to fix the situation, before the real war start, where at the end of it all. You end up sewing more than just you ripped limps and other appendages back together again.
Since it, Fourth of July weekend and I don’t have to work this holiday, I should be planning something exciting like pool parties, BBQ, fireworks or whatnot. However, I just don’t feel like doing any of that shit this weekend. I don’t know if it’s the weather, which has actually been really nice or I just want to relax, and stay away from everyone and everything that urks my soul. It’s just days like these are meant to be for chillaxing by the pool, where the hot air blow all over your body in just the right spots, without a bother in the world. Of course, you’ll have to face to the excitement by Tuesday morning, back to the grin and the headaches that come with it. However, for now just this weekend, let me not worry about any of that so-called drama and let me just slack off like I should be doing, because when will I ever have another weekend like this?