Inevitabilities of Life: Part 1- Death, Taxes and Stress

Inevitabilities of Life: Part 1- Death, Taxes and Stress

Part 1 of a massive series that explores all topics that deserve deeper observation.

*Author's Note: This is part one of a massive series that I'll be writing over the next few months and will continue at random. When inspiration strikes, I will right another part. In my time at Odyssey, I have focused on sports and high school life, both of which have become increasingly bland and repetitive for me. This series will be written in a form of one long paragraph that bounces around from one idea to the next, and it will cover a myriad of topics, all of which are always in the minds of people, especially high school and college students, but aren't discussed enough. Part one discusses not only the fact that students face stress (that's a given), but where the stress stems from and how, sometimes, the amount of stress can become insurmountable.

It's kind of ironic how, as I'm writing this, I'm stranded in the freezing cold waiting for my practice ACT by my parents, who are attending my little sister's practice volleyball game. I love my parents, and I'm not blaming them for anything, but I have a cold and I fear it'll only get worse as I write this. But I digress. Generally speaking, this has been one of the worst academic weeks of my life. A plethora of Cs, Ds and an F in there as well. As a normal straight A student, this was... unexpected. But I'm not here to complain about how difficult life is. Rather, I want to discuss the topic of stress, and what it does to people. As a junior in high school, classes have become increasingly harder, my social life is wobbling between unmanageable and moving too slow, and life in general has been a blur. As a normal procrastinator, like so many of my fellow peers, I have been able to get by all my life with minimal effort and a glowing personality (though I may not always feel the same way on the inside). However, with my procrastination only getting worse by the year, my effort has needed to double to maintain my normal standards, which it has yet to do. Normally when I get a B or a C on a test I can calm myself down, convincing myself it was just "a bad day at the office". Now, with so much negative stacking up, the pressure, seemingly for the first time academically, has mounted to a point where I can't handle it. I'm beginning to crack, so to speak. And not only is school that has been serving myself and my fellow high-schoolers infinite servings of stress; sports and relationships have too. Especially relationships. I like to think of my friends as a solid group of guys (about 12-15 or so), and I have many other acquaintances who aren't in our "squad". Yet with J-prom right around the proverbial corner, a focus has been put on "love relationships" as opposed to "friend" ones. Yet, as a kids under 18, with so limited experience outside the people in our town and neighborhood, can we truly define what "love" is? We can tell our boyfriend or girlfriend we love them, but honestly, do we even know what the hell it means? It's certainly not a tangible thing, though most people clearly like to pretend it is. I have numerous friends who are girls, but I'm not dating anyone. Nor are most of my friends, or people at my high school in general for that matter. As someone with limited experience being in one of these relationships, it's incredibly difficult to stomach the idea of a prom where only 30% of the grade has someone to go with. And the stress it puts on others to get a date is ungodly. Inhumane honestly. And that's why so many people "crack" under the pressure. It's not just that there is so much stress, but it comes from all different angles of life. And it happens to everybody. I guess it's just as natural as guaranteed as death: stress.

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To The Girl Who Isn't Graduating On Time, It Won't Feel Any Less Amazing When You Do

Graduating is something to be proud of no matter how long it takes you.


To the girl who isn't graduating college "on time,"

I promise, you will get there eventually, and you will walk across that graduation stage with the biggest smile on your face.

You may have a different journey than the people you grew up with, and that is OKAY. You may have some twists and turns along the way, a few too many major changes, a life change, you may have taken most of a semester off to try to figure your life out, and you're doing the best you can.

Your family and your friends don't think less of you or your accomplishments, they are proud of your determination to get your degree.

They are proud of the woman you are becoming. They don't think of you as a failure or as someone any less awesome than you are. You're getting your degree, you're making moves towards your dreams and the life that you have always wanted, so please stop beating yourself up while you see people graduating college on time and getting a job or buying a car.

Your time will come, you just keep doing what you need to do in order to get on that graduation stage.

Your path is set out for you, and you will get there with time but also with patience. The place you're at right now is where you are supposed to be. You are going to thrive and you are going to be the best version of you when you graduate and start looking for a company that you will be proud to work for. Don't look on social media and feel less than, because at least you're still working towards your degree that you are finally passionate about. You will be prepared. You will be ready once the time comes and you cross the stage, move away, and start your journey in whatever field you're going into.

Don't question yourself, and be confident in your abilities.

With love,

A girl who isn't graduating on time

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I'm Not The Person I Was In High School And I'm Not Sorry I Changed

I'm sorry, the old me can't come to the phone right now.


If those who knew me in high school hung out with me now, they probably wouldn't recognize me. If my friends from college hung out with me around two years ago, they probably wouldn't recognize me. It's safe to say I've changed... a lot. I definitely find the change to be for the better and I couldn't be happier with the person I've become.

In high school, I would sit at home every night anxiously waiting to leave and go out. Now, honestly, going out is the last thing I want to do any night of the week. While everyone in college is at a fraternity party or at the bars, I prefer to sit at home on the couch, watching Netflix with my boyfriend. That's an ideal night for me and it is exactly the opposite of what I wanted to do a couple of years ago. There's nothing wrong with going out and partying, it's just not what I want to do anymore.

I craved attention in high school. I went to the parties and outings so I could be in Snapchats and photos, just so people would know I was there. I hung out with certain groups of people just so I could say I was "friends" with so-and-so who was so very popular. I wanted to be known and I wanted to be cool.

Now, I couldn't care less. I go to the bars or the parties if I really feel like it or if my friends make me feel bad enough for never going anywhere that I finally decide to show up. It's just not my scene anymore and I no longer worry about missing out.

If you could look back at me during my junior year of high school, you probably would've found me searching for the best-ranked party schools and colleges with the best nearby clubs or bars. Now, you can find me eating snacks on the couch on a Friday night watching the parties through other peoples' Snapchats.

Some may say that I'm boring now, and while I agree that my life is a little less adventurous now than it was in high school, I don't regret the lifestyle changes I've made. I feel happier, I feel like a better person, I feel much more complete. I'm not sorry that I've changed since high school and I'm not sorry that I'm not living the typical "college lifestyle." I don't see anything wrong with that life, it's just not what makes me happy and it's not what I want to do anymore.

I've become a different person since high school and I couldn't be happier about it. I have a lot that's contributed to the change, but my boyfriend definitely was the main factor as he showed me that staying in can be a million times better than a night out. My interests and my social cravings have completely transitioned into that of an 80-year-old grandma, but I don't regret it.

Change doesn't have to be a bad thing. In fact, it can bring a lot more happiness and comfort. The transition from high school to college is drastic, but you can also use it as an opportunity to transition from one lifestyle to another. I don't regret the lifestyle flip I made and I couldn't be less apologetic about it.

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