... and I've been a good time with my blog forgotten.
few years ago, never in life would have thought my life was more "father" now typical ... one is never happy with what you have.
Back when I was in college, I was mortified thinking I could not take me less than 10 on tests, homework, jobs, etc. ... That era and was really my only concern a few years ago, and ironically, then all I wanted was to finish school and work to earn lots of money (Ha!).
remember almost like it was yesterday (not that I have spent many years eh!), How I complained about not have time, how he suffered because he had to do a daily test or analysis and that, yes ... So I was very heavy and nobody, absolutely nobody, had more responsibilities and pressures than me and still gave me time every day help me in the evenings and eyelash Phew, I was tired of living ...
Seriously, how wonderful is maturity. The trouble is that too late, when one only serves to realize how bad it was before.
Now that work and it is my sole responsibility, I realize that adult life sucks in most senses, and not even go out much on weekends, because either I'm dead, or give me weba, or no money ... and before all I wanted was to die for rupture.
Quite simply, if you previously had one or two jobs, now I have countless orders, thousands of processes that store and carry the consciousness of making and executing a wrong decision, because it is the same as failing a test that lose thousands of weights to your company (and the waiver or you will run).
Now I sleep an average of 7 hours, I arrangement 1, work 9 as 2, use 2, 0.5 and I have dinner ready for sleep 0.5, and other hours (2), I try to see my boyfriend / friends and enjoy my home and my solitude (curiously, before I bore) and when I can, exercise.
Now my salary is not sufficient to pay for my gasoline or food, and do not get help from my parents and before I complained because it gave me more money ... No doubt that my parents were right: when you find it difficult to earn money, you'll appreciate every dollar you spend.
And yes, it hurts me every dollar I have to burn in gasoline expensive (thanks Pemex), to buy food hurts, it hurts me to overtake me, because I always thought that in addition to spend my money on my whim, would be able to help my parents and do some charity work ...
But thanks to that maturity, I can not complain (much), because now I see things through young adult mirror, I see that could be much worse. I could be unemployed rusting and losing ground every day in the labor market, thousands of kids who graduate every 6 months of the universities, so never mind, I have no other than putting up and get used to the idea that school is over, summer vacation will come in at least 2 years (as with a number of days) that my parents no longer have the obligation to give me absolutely nothing, and that this will be for the rest of my days ...
So, if learning something I can stop someone who is in college, is that value ... Cherish every second you spend studying, because finally, a review by a very dog \u200b\u200bthat is, no more than a note ...
Remember, think and learn not kill ... but the stress of the real world itself.
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