It is no longer cute or funny or ironic or charming for you to be immature. Please do some yard work, get to bed at a reasonable hour, get to your job 15 minutes early (if you have one, that is). If you are fortunate enough to have a child, take care of it. If you can’t afford to pay for gasoline and cigarettes with anything other than change, if you can’t wake yourself up in the morning to be somewhere on time, if you can’t make amends with your parents, then you are officially pathetic. But I can’t bring myself to feel sorry for you, because you brought this on yourself.