i never really had that problem. I usually feel less bored wasting time in my room than working towards something productive. When i do take up a task i always feel relieved when i have an excuse to give up and not worry about it any more. most of my troubles came from the realization that the world would not allow me to live a comfortable life doing nothing.
im only in Junior year and havent actually got accepted anywhere but im planning to study something in the way of computers or science.
most of my troubles came from the realization that the world would not allow me to live a comfortable life doing nothing.
Good to realize that now, rather than later! I have an acquaintance who is in his mid-twenties years old, failing his way through various college programs, living at his parents’ house with his girlfriend (they have a young kid together), and still doesn’t seem to grasp that he’s not going to be able to live comfortably and do nothing forever. (Actually, I’m being kind of hard on him...he does work part-time at a clothing store in a mall, his first part-time job ever, which he started around when the baby was born. Quite a change of habit for him. And he’s an awfully likeable guy, partly because he’s so laid back. It just drives me insane sometimes watching the way he drifts through his life.)
i never really had that problem. I usually feel less bored wasting time in my room than working towards something productive. When i do take up a task i always feel relieved when i have an excuse to give up and not worry about it any more. most of my troubles came from the realization that the world would not allow me to live a comfortable life doing nothing.
im only in Junior year and havent actually got accepted anywhere but im planning to study something in the way of computers or science.
Good to realize that now, rather than later! I have an acquaintance who is in his mid-twenties years old, failing his way through various college programs, living at his parents’ house with his girlfriend (they have a young kid together), and still doesn’t seem to grasp that he’s not going to be able to live comfortably and do nothing forever. (Actually, I’m being kind of hard on him...he does work part-time at a clothing store in a mall, his first part-time job ever, which he started around when the baby was born. Quite a change of habit for him. And he’s an awfully likeable guy, partly because he’s so laid back. It just drives me insane sometimes watching the way he drifts through his life.)