The Grind

I really don't know what I have to be discontent about. I have a good job, roof over my head, good running vehicle, loving family, and the best friends anybody could ask for. I have this constant need to review my life in analyze what NEEDS to be done. I've only come to one thing that needs to be remedied; my inability to properly budget and spend.
With the type of money I'm making right now I should be more well off than I am now. I've attributed the majority of it to drunken fun and recklessness. How else could some go out and blow away $300 dollars on just alchohal in one night? Drink to the night for it may be our last together.
The life style of a College student with mommy and daddy paying the bills is over. Time for reality at it's best. Rent, Car loan payment, Car insurance, credit card bills and etc are the trials of adulthood I says. That being said, I've finally starting to how to fully appreciate and use what I have. No more weekends of complete carelessness and spending like it's going out of style.
It's times like these that I hear my mom's voice in the back of my head. "Buy what you can at Sam's club, but check the other stores for cheaper prices." "You don't have to buy everything when you go out with your friends." "Get a life, get a grip, and get a job!" Brain washing put to good use for once. My dad's voice also whispers in my ear saying, "Don't always sacrifice quality for quantity. . . Shop around to see who has the cheapest case of beer."
In the mean time I'm reminding my self that I've been in worse scenarios before. I just have to remember what it's like to eat like I'm on a college budget . . .to save money for cloves and beer of course. I'm lucky to have friends to support me in times like these; like Amanda dropping some cash for Kalakaua fried rice and a pack of cloves in exchange for giving her a ride to work. Or, Aaron filling my gas tank to pick him up from Waikiki at 0300 because he couldn't find his keys. Also the free wireless I get from their places when I'm flopping at their place; which is pretty often.
Speaking of which, my dad was in town a few weeks ago. Some time during dinner at Zippy's he brought up how and what I've been doing. I explained to him my whole situation; including the bit about how spend more time at a friends place or my car than my own place sleeping and what not. His response, "That's kind of Gypsy don't ya think?" My response what that it works. Honestly, I think it's been almost a month since I've spent more than six hours at my own place doing what ever; including sleeping. I guess it because I have a hard sleeping when nobody's around.
I find that I have a need to be around people. I might not be social, but I'll still be out and about around people. It's weird in a way. . . Sometimes I'd just pick a random group of people that aren't really doing anything and go hang out with them just be around people.