Life Is Too Short

Life Is Too Short

Why be anything but happy?

"Currently in this moment, you are the youngest you will ever be and the oldest you have ever been. Before you take your next breath, hallucinate your dreams, and let it enlighten you towards your desires. Time is ticking rapidly, make the best of it." -Shahrukh Nasim.

When you're in college, life seems endless. College is all about planning for the next 40 to 50 years of your life, and when you're only in your 20s, that seems like forever. But in reality, life is very short. The years fly by, and suddenly, 40 or 50 years doesn't seem like anything at all. And that is the trap we all fall into. We think we have more time than we have, that we can wait and push something off for another day because we have the time, when in reality, we have no idea how much time we have.

Two weeks ago, a senior at my school passed away in this dorm room. He was 23, a nationally ranked wrestler, and about to graduate with his whole life ahead of him. But one Saturday night, that whole life ended. I never knew him, but every time someone so close in age to me dies, it hits a little closer to home. Because I live my life like I have all the time that I could ever want. I give people the silent treatment, I hold grudges, I pretend everything's okay when nothing could by farther from the truth because I always think that I can fix it another time. But why? Why do this to myself and to the people I love, when tomorrow I or they could be gone?

Why be anything but happy in this life?

I've recently gone through some pretty rough personal changes that have forced me to reexamine how I live my life and how I define my happiness. I've always been the kind of person that defined my happiness in terms of other people. I was happy if my friends were happy with me. I was happy if the person I was dating was happy with me. Anything that indicated that they were unhappy with me could destroy a day that otherwise was going very well for me. I always thought that that meant I was just sensitive and a good friend, but I now see that that behavior is self-destructive. I was sacrificing energy being upset about perceived slights and stupid arguments that could have been spent talking about what happened and moving past it.

Now more than ever, I see the need to define my happiness from the inside. I need to recognize that my happiness starts with me, not with others and what they think of me. Why spend a life time so caught up in what other people think that life never truly starts? I'm doing what I need to do to be happy, not what other people need me to do for them to be happy. I still love my friends and would still do anything for them, but I won't sacrifice my happiness any longer.

The moral of the story is this: Don't let others steal your happiness, because you never know what tomorrow brings.

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I'm Proud To Be The Girl That Cares 'Too Much'

Hearing someone tell you that you care too much, instinctively makes you want to figure out how to not care as much... I am the girl who thinks about everyone


If you aren't one, you know one. That one girl who cares about everyone, even if they are toxic to her. That one girl who would give the shirt off her back to a stranger walking down the street. The girl who wouldn't think twice about loaning you money, even though you still owe her from the last time you asked. The girl who will stay up with you until 5 in the morning, talking about the guy who broke your heart. Even though she has work at 8 and you would shut off your phone if she tried calling you past 10 p.m.

I am that girl.

I am the girl that cares too much.

I am the girl that tries too hard to make other people happy. I am the girl that puts everyone else's problems above my own. I am the girl that cares too much about what other people think. I am the girl who cares too much about pleasing everyone around here. And there's something I want everyone to know...

I am the girl who cares too much and I'm happy that way.

While I have stopped caring so much of other people's opinions and pleasing everyone, I still care about others probably more than I need to. I've learned that I cannot make everyone happy and with that, my own personal happiness has grown. I have started to put myself above others, but I will never lessen the amount of love and attention I give to those around me.

I will never stop being there for anyone who needs me. I will never stop being the girl who cares too much.

I love being the girl that cares too much.

Because while many are out there, happy as can be that they get left alone, I love being the girl that people feel comfortable turning to. I love being the friend that others feel they can call if they are stuck or just need someone to talk to.

I've learned that I should never put someone else's happiness above my own. Meaning, I should never sacrifice what makes me happy, to please someone else. If someone is a vegetarian or vegan, that's great for them. But I won't stop eating meat just to make them happy. If someone doesn't like country music, that's fine. I'm not going to stop jamming to Cat Country on my way to work.

Caring too much isn't a bad thing. In a world where nobody seems to care, I'm glad that I do. I could never imagine having the "dgaf" attitude. It's just not in my nature.

So while you can sit there and say, "you care too much." I will happily smile back at you and say "someone needs to."

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10 Little Luxuries We All Take For Granted Until Sick Season Strikes

Anyone have a tissue?


Now that we're a few weeks into the new school year, the inevitable has happened: cold season is here. It seems like everyone and their roommate are sick and you can't go to class without feeling like you're surrounded by people who are about to cough up a lung. When the unavoidable happens and you, too, succumb to this disease, you realize all the wonderful things about life that you've been taking for granted in your good health...

1. The freedom to go places without a box of tissues.


You don't dare leave your dorm or apartment without a box of tissues because we all know college professors don't bother to stock their rooms with tissues and you never know when the floodgates in your nose are going to open up. At this point, Kleenex should just sponsor you because you're a walking ad.

2. The ability to taste your food. 


Unless it was cooked with eight jalapeños you might as well not even bother because there's no way you're going to be able to taste it. Even Mom's chicken noodle soup doesn't appeal to you unless you add four tablespoons of hot sauce to it first.

3. People sitting next to you in class. 


One little sniffle and you suddenly find that no one is sitting within a three-seat radius of you. It kind of makes you feel like you're in exile, but you can't really blame them because you were doing the same thing the day before...

4. Oxygen.


If you could, you'd be walking around with an oxygen tank and mask because your nose certainly isn't doing the job on its own.

5. Having a nose that doesn't make you look like Rudolph. 


By the end of the day, your new nickname is Rudolph because your nose is raw and swollen from all the times you've blown it. The sad thing is, you don't even think Santa would want you because you're in such rough shape.

6. Your friends actually wanting to hang out with you. 


Them: "Hey, want to hang out tonight?"

You: "Sure, I just can't stay out that late because I'm not feeling well."

Them: "You know what, I actually just remembered I have to study tonight for an exam tomorrow. Sorry, maybe another time."

You: "But it's Saturday..."

Them: ...

7. Not feeling like you're a disease-spreading monster every time you breath or touch something. 


You can practically feel your germs spreading every time you exhale and you're almost certain that you're going to contaminate anything and anyone you come in contact with.

8. Using your discretionary income for something other than cough drops and tissues.


At this point, you're single-handedly keeping Walgreens in business. If Kleenex isn't going to sponsor you, Walgreens should.

9. Not having to yell to hear your own voice.


To yourself, you sound like you're whispering because your ears are so plugged up, but you soon realize that everyone in the library is turning around to give you dirty looks because you're actually yelling.

10. Making it through a lecture without sneezing 27 times.


If your sniffly nose hasn't already given you up and scared away everyone sitting near you in class, the sneezing (or coughing) is sure to. Get ready to start being treated like you have the Black Plague.

Even though it seems like every cold is going to last for an eternity, before you know it you'll be back to normal and will be taking all of these things for granted until the next time sick season strikes. Until then, though, you better stock up on a few more boxes of tissues.

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