The stereotypical millennial is lazy, entitled, ruining relationships, and most of the things that were built for us. This stereotype mostly comes from the fact that we do things differently than our parents.
I went to college, got an internship when I graduated, got a job then got a better job. Not exactly what I call lazy. I started paying off my stereotypical millennial student loans and immersed myself into the 9-5 culture.
And it’s not easy for me. It’s not easy to work 5 out of the 7 days a week, to work for most of your life, to make your job your (basically) number one priority. It’s not easy for me to wake up early in the morning then work nonstop until it’s time to go. You don’t go at your own pace, there is a schedule and rules and you are supposed to follow them.
So in some ways, I’m the stereotypical millennial who wants to make their own schedule and work from my bed. Is it realistic? No, but a girl can dream!
Just because we dream, doesn’t mean we’re lazy. And it doesn’t mean all of us have the same dream. I know many people who thrive in a pressured 9-5 environment, but I’m just a stereotypical millennial when it comes to this!
I will be the first to admit that most of my life was spent not being a nice person. I think I tried to be a good person when I was young, but was quickly walked all over in middle school and high school. So I tried being bitchy and it seemed to work better for me.
It kept people out of my life and at arm’s length, it kept me safe and protected, but it was a lot of effort. It was hard to consistently be meanish to people, not because I was denying my nature to be nice, but because you have to be tough all the time and keep up this image that shows people that you don’t want to be bothered. It was like a game, you can’t catch me because I’m dark and edgy and I don’t like you.
Right after I graduated college, I just realized it’s easier to be nice to everyone. You can still keep them at arm’s length, but in a way that you could reach out if you needed to. Back when I wasn’t nice at first glance, people were always disappointed when the can’t catch me girl was caught and wasn’t as dangerous as they thought. I felt like I was never living up to anything and was just over the trend of people not liking me. Who wants to be disliked? Why was I ever that way?
I have been working very hard to help build up the people in this world who have been torn down by media, society, and just the pressures of being human. Because I feel all of those things too and I need someone to build me up too. Everyone is fabulous in their own way. I used to get jealous and spiteful when a girl looked better than me, now I’m like damnnnn girl, rock it! If you look hot, I’m going to tell you that you look hot even if I don’t know you.
Because why not? Being mean wasn’t easy, it bogged me down. I think we need to stop striving to be this elusive boss ass bitch and just be nice. You can still be powerful and kind.
In 2015, I graduated college and my life changed. And no matter who you are or how old you are, there is usually something that happens during the year that changes you and forces you to adjust.
I was going on Bumble dates and hating it. Living with my parents and hating it. Becoming a loner and hating it. I was slipping back to a place that I thought I had left behind, a dark place that had taken me a while just to see some cracks of light.
And that’s when I decided I was going to make 2016 my best year ever.
I made a list of things that had to change. I needed to manage my anxiety better. I had to stop letting people who barely meant anything to me (like my one time Bumble dates) affect my well being. I had to cut people out. I had to add people in. I needed to find adventure, a better job, a place to live, and I needed to find happiness.
I found happiness in 2016 just by working on myself. And I worked hard.
I got in better shape. I bought a journal and began managing my anxiety by writing in it, as well as taking time to decompress, color, and listen to new music. I stopped going on shitty Bumble dates and deleted my dating apps that only gave me a fake sense of satisfaction for a short amount of time. I worked hard and found a job I love. I saved up and found a place to live. I booked trip after trip and made time for only the friends and family that counted.
For the first time in two years, I was genuinely happy and proud of myself. And with my self satisfaction came everything else that I felt I had been missing. Like a relationship, adventures, and just an overall glow of positivity.
I made 2016 my best year yet by putting myself first and letting everything else follow. I dove head first with a positive attitude, the will to change, and the eagerness to succeed. I have no doubts in my mind that if I continue into 2017 with this same mindset, it will be just as great.
Set goals and smash them. Seek positivity and hold on to it. Better yourself and the rest will follow. You will truly have a happy new year.
College was the best four years of my life, hands down. I hated high school and turned it all around in college.
But four years was really all I needed.
In some ways, college felt short. As I put on my graduation cap, it felt like I had just moved into a dorm I hated with a failing relationship nipping at my heels. As I walked to the ceremony with my friends, it felt like I had just been trying to crack open my shell and form those relationships I had heard everyone talking about. As I grabbed my diploma, it felt like I had just been getting lost on my way to class yesterday.
In other ways, college felt long. Because I met a lot of people that were great, but also a lot of people that were awful. I had a great education, but also some very useless classes at very early times. I had learned a lot about myself, but I had learned it the hard way.
In four years, I explored every aspect of myself. I did everything I needed to do to find out who I truly am. It took a lot of time, it took a lot of heart break, a lot of tears and fights. It included a lot of drama that was unnecessary and a lot of long late night talks that were.
When I graduated college, I was happy. I wasn’t sad to leave behind the university that taught me so much. Or the sorority that raised me. Or the professors that guided me.
Of course I would miss living with my best friends when I moved in with my parents. And I would definitely miss sleeping in or even sleeping all day without a care in the world. I would miss having less responsibilities and the ability to have fun all the time – but it’s more nostalgia than it is sadness. It was a good time, but now it’s over. Now it’s time to have different good times.
I dove head first into postgrad life and I couldn’t be happier. I shed my college self skin and found a version of myself that makes me truly happy. I still learn a lot, I still have great friends, and I still sleep in on the weekends. I appreciate everything college gave me, but I don’t miss it at all. You can’t if you look at your new life with positivity, if you give the postgrad life a chance and learn to live it up in a different way. It’s a whole new world waiting for you to explore it.
Ever since I graduated college, it seems like my friends are always so far away. When I basically lived in the same room as them for two years – it’s hard to make the adjustment to seeing them only once a month as opposed to once an hour.
I recently discovered an app called Airtime that helps to ease the distance between friends. Unlike Facetime, you can video chat with multiple friends at a time on Airtime. You can also sync up a playlist! Anyone who knows me knows I love my music and I love the pregame before the party. Now, even if I’m not in the same area or going to the same party as my friends, we can video chat and pregame and listen to the same music!
My current playlist includes:
Drops of Jupiter by Train
White Houses by Vanessa Carlton
Wannabe by The Spice Girls
Come On from the Josie and the Pussycats Soundtrack
Hit Me Baby One More Time by Britney Spears
Blister in the Sun by the Violent Femmes
(Cover) Wrecking Ball by Our Last Night
Sk8r Boi by Avril Lavigne
(Cover) Boys of Summer by The Ataris
The Rock Show by Blink 182
I LOVE throwbacks and I especially love jamming out to them with my friends! Let me know in the comments your favorite girl’s night out songs!
There are different ways that you can settle. You can settle for a job that you might love. You can settle for an apartment that you just feel “eh” about. You can settle for a relationship.
Ever since my last relationship, I’ve been terrified of settling. Mostly because I saw a lot of people graduate with me who just clung on to the first girl/guy they saw and made it into a relationship. It was a good time to settle down, so they just stayed content with whoever they were with at the time.
I’m not sure that there’s anything wrong with that. You could easily settle for someone and live a happy life. Because I think eventually, everyone technically settles.
You could fall in love with anyone if you really tried. In most cases, you could make any relationship work if both parties are willing to put in the work. You don’t have to be in fireworks, fairytale love to have a decent marriage and future life.
For the people who have never thought about it as settling, it’s easy to fall in a pattern and get comfortable with someone and spend your life with them.
For the people who are painfully aware of what settling is, they question everything. What if I find a better job? What if a better apartment opens up next week? What if I’m just making this person work for me because they’re here and I’m ready?
Are relationships just based off timing? Do we all settle in some way because were ready to fall in love and someone is there to fall in love with? I really think that all of that is true, that there is more than one soul mate for you on this earth, that you could truly make anyone your soul mate if you both tried hard enough. If you are both willing to settle.
You did it! And I am so unbelievably proud of you. I know high school sucked and you’ve been looking forward to college for the past four years. I also know you currently feel held back, scared, and unsure.
It’s okay that you made your school choice based off of proximity. You may not have made that decision fully for yourself, but there were parts of you that thought it was for the better. Never stop listening to those parts of yourself. They’re always right – your thoughts and feelings about yourself will always be more right than anyone else’s.
It’s not going to be super easy to make friends here either, but just be yourself. College is way more real than high school ever was. If someone doesn’t like you, then you shouldn’t work to change yourself to fit that person. You get rid of them and you move on.
And you’ll make a lot of friends, this is a lot bigger than that small town you grew up in. You can have a bunch of different friend groups and they’re all very understanding. If they’re not understanding, they’re not the right kind of friends.
But the friends you make here are probably more important than that general education art lecture and the boy you met at a basement party. You’ll learn that quickly.
It may seem silly to take so many unrelated classes. But some of these professors will majorly impact your life. You’ll probably know the moment you meet them that they’re different, different like you. And they want to help you as long as you want to be helped. These professors will mold and shape your career. Like your friends, you’ll never stop being thankful for them.
Don’t be afraid to mess up because you are going to mess up. No one will judge you for it because chances are, they know someone or they have personally messed up way worse than you have. And those mess ups are a way to get to know yourself better. The mistake make outs, black out hang overs, missed classes, verbal arguments, failed assignments, and that overall sucky feeling will teach you lessons you would never learn if you didn’t take a risk.
Take them. College does go by fast, I’ll admit that there are certain years I wish I could repeat over and over for the rest of my life. But then those moments wouldn’t be so special.
If you do it right, four years is all you’ll need to be able to turn around with that stupid square cardboard on your head and wave goodbye to your home for the last four years with a diploma in your hand.
You’re ready. You screwed up, hit rock bottom, flew sky high, and succeeded in college. Imagine what you can do in the real world.