Conveniently Misplaced

Anyone who has ever had to write a program for school in a short period of time or give a short presentation has heard the acronym KISS: Keep it simple, stupid. I’ve decided that it’s becoming time to apply this to the rest of my life. I’ve flown off the handle a little bit since I became single last year, spending money like it’s no big deal, a lot of parties and going out, and just general “not-giving-a-shit-ness” about my general demeanor. As a result, my desk is a mess. The trash in my room hasn’t been emptied for about 2 months now. My grades have slipped a bit. I’m getting less sleep. There are people in my life that seem to be causing more problems than solving (despite seemingly good intentions). I am unable to devote the time I would like to things I need to devote time to. And most of all, I have to try to keep focus on everything. It usually doesn’t work too great.

So the time has come to keep it simple, step back from this cloud that i’ve been on and examine my situation, and decide how i’m going to proceed with my life. What kind of life do I want, how do I want to present myself, what kind of person do I want to become, etc. All the little things like that are all literally being formed every day with me. I have high expectations for myself, so I guess we’ll see where this all leads. Thank you to my good friends who have been there for all of my ridiculousness. You guys are the best.

Speaking of friends, for some reason something reminded me of a girl I used to know a long time ago. Elementary/middle school long time ago. I don’t remember what it was or why but I figured I’d look her up, see if I can find her. Thanks to the magic of the internet I did find her. The girl from the other side of the sub division (who always had the classic “girl next door” look) has moved on to Ft. Lauderdale and is going to school for massage therapy and bar tending for a paycheck. Seems like she’s doing great, and after looking at her pictures, all I can say is, guys, the girls next door grow up. And when they do, you don’t want to miss it. I was never really attracted to her when we were kids, she was always just a friend of mine, never wanted anything more, and she was always cool about everything.

Seems like when I was 12 I had a better handle on keeping things simple than I did when I was 21. Go figure that one out.