To The 20-Year-Olds Who Think They Are Missing Out, You're Actually Doing Great Things

To The 20-Year-Olds Who Think They Are Missing Out, You're Actually Doing Great Things

You may think everyone is living such amazing lives while you're studying for hours, but I tell you, you are doing great things.

Hello there.

I am twenty years old and trying to survive college, praying I come out with some sort of degree. I stress almost every day about money, the college weight I have gained, and why I am the only one stuck in a rut.

You see, I am at the age where people I know are either getting drunk 24/7 365, getting married, or they somehow have endless funds of money to take vacations. Here I am, studying for twelve hours to get a C on an organic chemistry exam and checking snapchat every hour to see what I’m missing out on...

I finally realized though, over my sophomore winter break, that I am missing out on absolutely nothing at all. Could I even imagine getting married right now? There’s no possible way. First of all, I know zero people I would even consider marrying. Secondly, I have no time to plan a wedding, nor do I even want a wedding, so why would I even be the slightest bit jealous of an engaged couple my age?

Getting drunk 24/7 365? Again, no possible way. I would rather lay in the snow for the rest of the winter season than take a shot of any liquor. Also, my parents would cut off all of my funding if that were the case.

Endless funds of money for adventures... Wouldn’t that be nice? No school, just trip after trip. No homework, just tan lines and photographs of landscapes. This is the one that gets me the most. I think to myself, “Kenedie, you could totally just finish college later if you want.

You could move somewhere and work an easy job, live cheaply, and do something like surf all day or hike.” Then I think again, “Your dad is Brad Krout, what are you thinking?! No way you’re going anywhere until you have a college diploma.” Then I actually feel very blessed and thankful that my parents push me through this time in my life.

I guess the point of this article is to tell you all that I’m glad I am where I am, and anyone else in a similar situation should be happy with where they are as well. At twenty, if you are not married, in love, drunk every day, or going on extravagant, worldly adventures, you are not missing out on your youth or anything of that sort.

You are building a future. You’re earning a degree, to get a job, to fund yourself, so you can take those amazing trips or do anything you want, honestly.

Make the most of every day at college. Every hour of studying is worth it. Our day will come, and we’ll be planning a wedding and trips – we might be thirty instead of twenty, but it will come.

We’re not missing out on anything.

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Finals week is finally upon us. The time every college student has dreaded all semester and there is no avoiding it. Let the stress, tears, and sleepless nights commence. Here's Finals Week as Told by Schmidt.

1. When you walk into the library and see that there are no more spots available because every freshman decided to start using the library now.

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2. You run into someone from your class and they ask you how prepared you are for the final.

3. Your first meltdown begins...

4. And then you get a call from your parents asking you why you've been so on edge lately

5. When you're three coffees deep at 2AM and believe everything will be okay even though you still haven't studied.

6. The day has arrived and it's time to take your first final so you give yourself a quick pep talk.

7. When you are the first one to finish the final early because you didn't study.

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8. Trying to pack while studying.

9. And then you start wishing you didn't wait until the last minute to pack because now there is no way your stuff will fit into your car.

10. When you get your first grade back.

11. And you have to tell your parents how you did in the class.

12. When all of your roommates are done with their finals and you still have one left.

13. But then your time has finally come and you have finished your last final as well.

14. And you realize you have survived yet another hell week.

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I don't need to create a New York Times Bestseller.

I came to college as an English major. I did a really bad job of exploring colleges, and I really tried to avoid the topics at all costs. I didn’t want to think about leaving high school and all the people I had grown up with. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life, so I picked something I liked and was good at: English.

Little to my knowledge, my College Composition I class was taught by a Writing Arts grad student. On the first day of class, we went through the usual icebreakers, and it wasn’t until he told us about himself that I realized Writing Arts was a thing. I didn’t even know Rowan offered it.

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Life as a writer is never guaranteed. I’ll never have a stable job or income, but I’m okay with that.

I don’t care if I never have a New York Times Bestseller. I don’t want to be a writer to make a shitload of money. I want to be a writer to inspire readers. The greatest thing an author, of any kind, can do is elicit emotion in readers.

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I have a bookshelf that is filled edge to edge of stories that have made me cry, cheer, and throw a book across the room. I’ve had to take a break from reading just to digest the story. I’ve stayed up in the middle of the night because it’s only 50 pages until the ending.

The emotion I feel from reading is enough to motivate me to create something just as special. If I never get published? Fine. That doesn’t mean I can’t share these stories. If I pull just one person into the world of these fictitious characters, that’s enough for me.

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