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If I were older, I would call this a midlife crisis...but right now it's more like a "what the fuck happens now" crisis.
See, you can either spend your life getting things done, cleaning your room, finishing your homework, and getting good grades, or you can be too busy seeing people and going to parties with people you don't know. Honestly--both of these are really good options, and it doesn't matter which one you pick, except I never pick the first one, because it sucks. But I was happy doing the other thing for a long time, and I took solace in the fact that even though I never finished anything and never had anything to show for anything and never had a work ethic that hey--I was having fun. But then when fucking the hip-hop girl comes up and tells you your music is lame, you have to admit that hey--I'm not having fun. And if I'm not having fun (and not having sex rimshot!) then what am I having? I'm having nothing. Least of all a life.
All I've been doing was having fun, and that's not fun anymore. Fuck. Now I look at this situation, and I can choose to avoid the productive lifestyle once more: I can find some newer, probably dumber things to do so I can keep on having blissful weekends. Or I can change.
I'm flipping a coin.
See, you can either spend your life getting things done, cleaning your room, finishing your homework, and getting good grades, or you can be too busy seeing people and going to parties with people you don't know. Honestly--both of these are really good options, and it doesn't matter which one you pick, except I never pick the first one, because it sucks. But I was happy doing the other thing for a long time, and I took solace in the fact that even though I never finished anything and never had anything to show for anything and never had a work ethic that hey--I was having fun. But then when fucking the hip-hop girl comes up and tells you your music is lame, you have to admit that hey--I'm not having fun. And if I'm not having fun (and not having sex rimshot!) then what am I having? I'm having nothing. Least of all a life.
All I've been doing was having fun, and that's not fun anymore. Fuck. Now I look at this situation, and I can choose to avoid the productive lifestyle once more: I can find some newer, probably dumber things to do so I can keep on having blissful weekends. Or I can change.
I'm flipping a coin.