Showing posts with label responsibility. Show all posts
Showing posts with label responsibility. Show all posts

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Move on out.

Can someone please help me find a job so I can start my career and get out of this place?

I swear, the longer I stay, the worse it gets. That's why people do not live at home, especially in a place where the house is definitely, not a home. Instead it's an infested place that's perfect for breeding passive aggressive nonsensical anger. My siblings are both the same, both are present hedonistic people who do not like to think about their future. They think now is forever, but if you're going to grow up, you need to think about the future. The only way to move forward if to plan for the future. Yes, we all want to "be children" forever. Or do we? Is it because we have no responsibilities? Because we mooch off our parents? Because we don't have to move forward with out lives? Are people not just the least bit curious of what they could be? What they can work toward? How do you think Steve Jobs became who he was? How did new technologies evolve? Why are we so aware of social responsibility and environmentally friendly companies? Passion drives us to our futures, to ensuring our future lives will be better. If we all focus on the now, there will be no tomorrow.

Don't throw that "I could die any second" bull to me, because I know life is short. We can make the most of our lives now even if we think toward the future. It's called being spontaneous, that's what playing hooky is for. I'm not asking for them to plan each day of their lives, I'm asking them to set a goal and be responsible about it. My parents won't be alive forever, but they don't care. They think they'll live well forever. You know, at my brother's age I was thinking about where I was going to go to school, how I should study for my SATs, what do I like doing, who do I want to be when I grow up? My brother focuses on getting a girlfriend, porn, and his "friends." His friends who use my family's money to throw themselves parties and wreck our basement. Friends who think drinking and driving are cool. Friends that ignore him when he has problems to discuss. Yes, those friends. He, well not he entirely, my sister as well are going to drive this family into the dark hole of bankruptcy - of morality and wealth.

I need a job to be able to support myself when all of this happens. In about 2 years. So I need a job now to save up and run away.

Stalk me.