All growed up
Is this where I saw myself five years ago?
I have a steady job. My own apartment. My own monthly bills. I buy groceries and housewares. I make trips to the bank to deposit money. Occasionally I buy something 'extra' like CDRs or manga or something.
I'm unsure how to feel.
Less than a month ago, I was still leading a mostly carefree, if cramped and uncomfortable, life at home, spending ridiculous amounts of money on ebay and wasting away my days on IRC. Well, ok, the IRC part hasn't changed. But being forced to watch my money like this is something I'm not really used to. Thankfully I'm at least smart enough to feel the pressure of the neccesity of rent and such. From this, I'm actually taking other bills seriously: the $1300 I owed on my Perkins loan, ignored for months, was finally set up yesterday to automatically withdraw $150/mo from me over 9 months to pay for the bill. Initiated by me, not parents or anything else. Am I learning responsibility? (Or maybe it was because in their last letter they were threatening default and wage garnering.)
I joke about it, but it's a very noticeable change in me, this feeling of needing to get things done, to live an at least minimally responsible life. Maybe it's finally being thrown out of the nest; I don't know. Whatever the reason, I like it.
Now I'm about to go downstairs and make some food (sushi namely, just cause it sounds fun, I haven't had any homemade in a while, and I crave some). Later today I'm going to call up my friend and get some DANK NUGGZZZZ for 4/20 (I need to maintain SOME irresponsibility; the rumor of us taking a 'smoke break' at work is just too good to pass up). Then around 17:00 I'll head to work, make tacos for 10 hours, come home to IRC, go to bed, wake up, do laundry, play RO, then go to work. Me being from the traditional school of FUCK THE MAN, I dunno if I should be worried that my life is taking such a turn for the domestic, but I digress.
Is this where I saw myself five years ago, in the hayday of the Sushi Group, when our thoughts and plans were grandiose and unique? I talked and dreamed of going to Japan, of being married by now, of owning and maintaining some moderately nice house for myself. After the disasters that were college and Universal Studios, all that seemed hopelessly impossible. But now, taking a step back... You know, I'm not really too bad off. I don't see why I can't get myself out of debt in the next couple of years. Probably less. Things are going pretty good. This isn't how I saw myself five years ago, but I'm not unhappy either.
Maybe in another five years...
I have a steady job. My own apartment. My own monthly bills. I buy groceries and housewares. I make trips to the bank to deposit money. Occasionally I buy something 'extra' like CDRs or manga or something.
I'm unsure how to feel.
Less than a month ago, I was still leading a mostly carefree, if cramped and uncomfortable, life at home, spending ridiculous amounts of money on ebay and wasting away my days on IRC. Well, ok, the IRC part hasn't changed. But being forced to watch my money like this is something I'm not really used to. Thankfully I'm at least smart enough to feel the pressure of the neccesity of rent and such. From this, I'm actually taking other bills seriously: the $1300 I owed on my Perkins loan, ignored for months, was finally set up yesterday to automatically withdraw $150/mo from me over 9 months to pay for the bill. Initiated by me, not parents or anything else. Am I learning responsibility? (Or maybe it was because in their last letter they were threatening default and wage garnering.)
I joke about it, but it's a very noticeable change in me, this feeling of needing to get things done, to live an at least minimally responsible life. Maybe it's finally being thrown out of the nest; I don't know. Whatever the reason, I like it.
Now I'm about to go downstairs and make some food (sushi namely, just cause it sounds fun, I haven't had any homemade in a while, and I crave some). Later today I'm going to call up my friend and get some DANK NUGGZZZZ for 4/20 (I need to maintain SOME irresponsibility; the rumor of us taking a 'smoke break' at work is just too good to pass up). Then around 17:00 I'll head to work, make tacos for 10 hours, come home to IRC, go to bed, wake up, do laundry, play RO, then go to work. Me being from the traditional school of FUCK THE MAN, I dunno if I should be worried that my life is taking such a turn for the domestic, but I digress.
Is this where I saw myself five years ago, in the hayday of the Sushi Group, when our thoughts and plans were grandiose and unique? I talked and dreamed of going to Japan, of being married by now, of owning and maintaining some moderately nice house for myself. After the disasters that were college and Universal Studios, all that seemed hopelessly impossible. But now, taking a step back... You know, I'm not really too bad off. I don't see why I can't get myself out of debt in the next couple of years. Probably less. Things are going pretty good. This isn't how I saw myself five years ago, but I'm not unhappy either.
Maybe in another five years...