Without A Doubt

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Without a doubt...

  1. I’ll meet my friends this week.

  2. I’ll text them every day and actually stay in touch.

  3. I’ll play Xbox at least twice.

  4. I’ll catch up on my favorite shows.

  5. I’ll start working out and finally shrink this stubborn tummy.

  6. I’ll buy a new pair of headphones for my PC.

  7. I’ll clean my room (for real this time).

  8. I’ll stop being lazy and work harder.

  9. I’ll find myself a girlfriend.

  10. ...And so much more.

Sounds like a solid list, right? I tell myself these things all the time—every week, every day, even. But somehow, time just slips through the cracks. If I’m lucky, and the universe feels generous, I get a Sunday off. Like today.

And yet… here I am. Exhausted. Not wanting to move. Not even wanting to meet anyone.
Why?
Maybe because all I really want to do is just sit, think, stare at the ceiling, and dream—with a side of TV and doing absolutely nothing.

Right now, life feels like a cluttered mess. I barely get time to just be still. And if I did get time?
Would I finally start that band I keep thinking about?
Probably not. I’d likely mess it up or talk myself out of it.

Because truthfully, I’m lazy.
All I want is to eat, sleep, and avoid hearing that cursed alarm screaming BEEP BEEP BEEP tomorrow morning.

(Yeah… composed by yours truly.)

College life was such a ride—cut class, eat, dance, play. Now it’s work, deadlines, and responsibilities. I don’t hate it. I actually like responsibility. But something deep inside tells me I’m meant to do more.

Maybe it’s time to step up. To take back control.
We’ve all got 24 hours a day—I just need to learn how to separate work from life, or this path might lead to me becoming a full-on social recluse.

So here's to hoping I get my act together.
Because if I don’t stop being tardy, I’ll land in a real jeopardy.
Let’s just hope I still get to party.


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