Do not listen to them. Like no, I will not get it together. Not because I can't, but because I just don't want to. I do not need to have a job that makes six figures yet, and I don't need to be dating my soul mate either. Let us live our lives the way we want.
I am sorry, but I am not trying to look back at my life in five years saying, "Wow, I wish I did that!" or "Wow, I really missed out on not studying abroad!" I want to be able to sit back and say to my best friends, "Remember that time we ate tacos at 4 a.m. and went out again six hours later." I want to be able to those tell stories that make me feel like I enjoyed life to the fullest before I'm 25 years old and actually trying to make six figures at some law firm in the city.
I am sorry, but I don't care if you think I don't have it together, or if I'm not living my life by your rules. They're boring and mainstream.
What ever happened to being different? Telling someone how to live their life is just another way to tell them your life is more together than theirs. In a world like ours, where the media cares more about Lamar Odem's overdose more than the Marine that tackled the suicide bomber, people, that "don't have it all together" can be the faith in humanity.
Sure, we might spend too much time post-mating and not enough time reading. We usually get yelled at for spending too much money, and end up taking an Uber one block over, but hey – we're happy. I'm happy because I look at the bigger picture. I'm alive and surrounded by good people.
I do have a plan for my future, as of now I'm not quite sure how I'm going to execute it, but that's OK. At least I have the plan. At least I'm doing what I love and what makes me happy. I'm a happier person when I make others happy, and that makes me feel good. In my eyes, making someone's day is a better feeling than receiving an A on a paper. Making the world a better place lets me know I'm giving something back to humanity, in a world where it seems to be deteriorating.
I'm not going to condone drinking every weekend or missing a class a week but it's OK if you do. Not because you are young and "its your time," but because life is too short to be stressing over that quiz you failed or that boy that won't text you back. He's dumb and a little quiz won't kill you.
So what, maybe your life is a mess but every mess eventually cleans itself up. Stop worrying, and stop trying so hard to fix things. Sometimes life needs to fall apart so that even better things have a chance to come together. It's your mess. Embrace it and live in the moment. Everything will figure itself out in time.
