Monday, February 20, 2006
The responsible life...
i know i'm a sap when i saw the commercial for "miracle workers" and thought "wow, that looks like good tv."
when you're an adult, you have to be your own parent. if you need to take care of yourself, it's up to you. nobody is going to remind you to drink your milk or take your vitamins or clean up your room. some of it is easy because it's important to you and isn't a pain in your ass. some of it is hard because it's stuff you never really wanted to do or liked doing in the first place. now you can get away with it. but more than likely, it's still not good. you'd have a healthier environment if you cleaned. you'd have a healthier body if you ate right or took your vitamins or whatever. you'd have a better credit score if you paid your bills promptly (similar to the "come straight home and do your homework" philosophy).
i should save this speech for mothers day to show my appreciation for everything my mother taught me, no matter how much i hated it. i haven't grown to love cleaning, vacuuming, dusting, scrubbing, veggies, chugging water, walking for my health, or anything else i know i should do but wish i didn't have to do.
blah, that's about it. now i have to drink a glass of water because my new rule for myself is that when i can't make up my mind on what i want to drink, i have to have water instead of something better. being responsible sucks.
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