Tuesday, August 12, 2008


Growing up sucks. Back in the day I was care free. Nothing bothered me. School test? No problem. No date for prom? Who cares, i dont need to go anyway. Seriously, worry free is the way to go. Those days are over. The mission ended, my life of worrying began. I now have "responsibilities". While my problems may see insiginificant to others, they are a drastic change from the carefree lifestyle that I am used to.

School. I haven't been to school in 4 years. I'll be a 23 year old freshman. That doesn't really bother me too much. What bothers me is that I'm a terrible student. I have horrible study habits. So I have to keep myself from flunking out so I dont' become a failure at life. I have something like 5 or 6 years of school to crank out. Plus I have to figure out how to pay for school. Student loan? Great, I'll be paying that off for the rest of my life.

Girls. This one stumps me. I never worried about girls before. I'm not saying that I haven't had a couple girlfriends, but I didn't work very hard to get them, or keep them for that matter. I have been on like 8 dates in my life. And that is including school dances. I suck at the dating life. Now I have to actively date and somehow one day get married. No offense, but I'd rather not be the next Mitch Poth. Not married and ridiculed in singles ward. What am I going to do? I don't even know how to talk to girls. It's sucky deal.

Work. My current job may be the first job I have found by myself. Before I always just kind of fell into jobs or have someone offer me a job. This whole go out and apply for jobs sucks. This one wasn't even that hard since I work for someone I already know. Now, when I move to Utah I have to do the whole process all over again. I hate looking for jobs. But it's a necessity of life so I deal with it.

On the other hand I only worry about this stuff for like 5 minutes a day. That's not 5 minutes a topic. That's 5 minutes total.


Susan said...

My dearest Robert,

Start worrying.

Aunt Susan

Tyson Pyle said...

My dearest Old School,


Cousin Tyson

Mitchell Mark said...

Thanks for the complament. It's a rough game out there keep a sweater on.

take off your word verification.

Susan said...

My dearest Robert again,

Don't listen to Tyson. He doesn't know anything. And he never feeds you.

Aunt Susan

Robert Neil said...

I think im going to go with t money on this one and start partying

dallin said...

Well put Robert. I really enjoy the complete lack of self esteem, I share the same self image complex as you do. also...a comment on mitch poth's comment...its a cold game...thats why you need a sweater...because its cold. anyway, thats all i have to say, i think i'm gonna make like a tree, and get out of here...haha.