why'd you have go and make things so complicated?

Warning: this post may contain content that is naive and show truth to my unprepared, unknowing, really insecure, 21 year old self. 

Somewhere between work at 8 AM, editing news packages, and my two back-to-back classes today I realized that LIFE is upon me. Not just life.. but my adult LIFE.

What happened to the worry-less days of basketball and hanging out in the parking lot after 5th period hoping that my mom wouldn't drive up and make me go home. I haven't had much time at all to think about it in the last four years but for some reason (and maybe a little blast from the past) I was reminded of how nice it really was.

As I was rushing from point A to point B with about a million things on my To-Do list I had to stop and figure out when things got so busy and well... complicated.

Money: complicated. Schedules: complicated. Politics: complicated. Job: complicated 
but most of all I think relationships: Complicated! 

I don't just mean romantic relationships. All relationships; family, friends, professional. for some reason they all have to change. The ones that were once easy are laced with so much history that you can't figure out who said what and when and for some reason no one can get over it.

And then there are those relationships with people that will never change. Years can go by without seeing them or hearing their voice but you manage to maintain the same exact communication that you once did years before. However, because of all the stupid life that has built around along with adulthood comes the labyrinth of complication. All of the obstacles that tie in with the complicated politics, money and schedules reek havoc on your perfect interaction.

I guess I'm just feeling a little bit of nostalgia for the days that are not far behind me. It's probably just the fact that I haven't slept much and the only thing threatening my diploma is a stupid Spanish class. 

Geesh if I'm feeling this way now I can't exactly imagine what's going to happen to me by the time I'm 30.  

**and yes I am singing the Avril Lavigne song in the title of this blog**

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