The Pressures of Being a 21st Century Young Adult

Hi y'all. I know it's been a while since I wrote on my beloved blog...poor little guy. Just with the wifi issues in my dorm...it's almost impossible to get anything done, let alone a blog post. But here I am, so yeah, let's go.

I was watching the Iowa State Men's Basketball game today (Go Cyclones), and I really started thinking about the pressure our generation faces...so much. And it's not just college athletes...it's ALL of us starting extremely young.

Our parents were pressured and pushed...no doubt. But we face...that's pressure.
Starting off with education, college is just expected. Back in our parents day, college wasn't even always thought about. It wasn't just automatically assumed that someone was going to college. Nowadays, your freshman year of high school...it's all about "What college do you want to go to?" "What are you going to major in?" I was pressured so hard all through high school being the top of my class...and now it has caught up with me. I hate college, but that's where I had to go because everyone EXPECTED it from me.
And not to mention...we're expected to go to college more and more as tuition rises higher and higher. I am completely overwhelmed thinking about paying for college next year. So once we do (hopefully) get jobs, we start our lives off with tens of thousands of dollars worth of debt. It's actually very ironic if you think about it...

And then there's athletics...not that most of us are still in them, but we all were there. The world of sports has completely evolved, and I would argue not all for the better. Every season overlaps another season. When our parents were kids, there wasn't six open gyms on Sunday. There weren't 4 $250 camps every summer. 

And everyone is expected to be the best. If you make a mistake, damn you to hell. The bar is set higher and higher every single year. Kids are faster, stronger, jump higher, lift more, more flexible (dance world), then ever before. But they also have to be the best in every thing they're involved in. And if you're not the best...you're the worst. If you're not first, you're last. 

And then there's the issue of teen pregnancy. I'm not promoting people get pregnant when they're 15, 16... but how can adults look down upon it? When my mom talks about high school, half the girls ended up getting pregnant, dropping out, and living in a trailer with their husband.

I think the world is too demanding of young adults. If you don't go to college, you might as well go fill out an application at Mcdonald's and hope you make minimum wage. But kids are never allowed to actually FIND what they want to do. They are pressured into what they are expected to do, or forced to do something that will make ends meat. Our society is so expensive, and I think we have a lot of people in the country doing things they don't really enjoy. And that just sounds like an awful life..

We should all support each other as the kids of the 21st century. Because I don't think adults really understand what growing up now is like...

Bullies are Just Really Hurting Inside.

I decided to write this because I am being bullied yet again.
It's just a pathetic guy who is so full of himself, but it still hurts to an extent.

Bullies are going to be in our lives forever.
There will always be someone who is hurting so bad inside they feel the need to try and make you feel bad too.
They feel the need to bring you down to their level; critique you on everything you do, every decision you make. Make fun of the people you know and care about.

Guy bullies are the worse. Especially at this age. To girls.
Like do you have no self decency or worth to have some class?
They are like high school girls. I was sitting with this kid that is bullying me at lunch the other day and every person who passed, he had something to say.
"You see that girl, she's so big. Big girl."
"What color was he, black? Was he black?"
Racist, sexist, acting like he's some hot shot. well...

And the people that laugh and go along with it...you're just as bad. We should not encourage bullies. Ever. Guys may do it to seem just as macho, and girls may do it to fit in with the "cool girls."

Those rude comments that you throw out and then say just kidding, that's bullying.
"You're annoying."
"What are you wearing?"
"You sound stupid."
"You're ugly."

And people who read this who think I'm being mean, I'm just sticking up for myself and all who were bullied.

I've been bullied about nearly everything. Me being "too skinny", too pale, who I've talked to, cyber harassed, a fake email made about me at another school (that I still think about taking legal action about), girl bullying, my dad being an alcoholic...I've ran the gamut of it.

And I admit, I used to be a bully and say mean things. But now in my life, I really try to make the most conscious effort to not ever bully or talk bad about people.

It's a major reason I wish to become a high school teacher...to be there for kids. I still have my days where it's too much for me, but I know I can be a light for kids in the situation.

You Can't Sit With Us

So, here I am just sitting on my couch in my cupcake pajamas, and something actually popped into my head.
I started thinking about the girls at ISU.
There's many categories, and honestly, I don't think I fit into any of them.
My mom told me not to offend anyone with these, I mean, I don't think this is necessarily offensive. It's just the truth.

So...to me at Iowa State, the categories of girls are: the granolas, the sorority girls, the athletes/spirt squad/etc, the crazies, the thirsties, the "yolos" ...the list could go on forever.

I just wrote about every single one, but decided to delete it, and just focus on the thirsties.

These girls...#icant. They are so stuck up. They are trying to claw their way to the top of the Iowa State "popularity" ladder. They think they are the prettiest, funniest, coolest, etc etc.

These girls are after an athlete or frat boy. Particularly the basketball players right now. I don't know if they think people don't notice or... If you throw yourself at a guy, he's not going to want you. Too easy of a conquest.

Anyone who is not their friend, in their sorority, parties with them, is not cool enough for them. They will look down upon you. You are not cool enough for them. After they got to college and realized how "cool" they were, they probably deleted you off Facebook and unfollowed you on Twitter. Because you're a peasant.

A lot of these girls are in sororities. They think they rule the campus. (Sorority friends, I love you. This part isn't about you.)
They also think they're really fashionable when they're just wearing what all us white girls are wearing: vest, leggings, boots, scarf... yeah, we all dress the same.

I just don't think these girls realize they're still living in HIGH SCHOOL. College is about meeting new, different kinds of people. But these girls are too focused on being "cool." Their "image." From the outside, the only image you're portraying is of a snot. A snob. Immature. Most guys at Iowa State have moved on from this...except the frat boys, of course. Frat boys are kind of the equivalent to high school girls...very rude. Only like sorority girls...that's fine. You girls can have them.

I'm still finding my niche at Iowa State. I have a few close friends, but that's about it. College is rough, because you think everyone will want the same thing as you. You think everyone will have grown up a little bit and see people for who they are. Not what they look like, what parties they're going to, what they're wearing, etc. But some people just can't do that...and they never will. These are the girls who want to be a Real Housewife someday.

Some of us are just a little bit more in touch with reality and trying to find true friends. Friends based on content and not appearance.

Also, I realize this is colleges everywhere. Not just Iowa State! And some of these girls might be really nice...but I just haven't seen it. This post isn't about anyone in particular. Just girls I see at Iowa State. A lot of my very good friends are in sororities, so nothing against them.  If you're easily offended, sorry. But maybe you shouldn't be like these girls then...

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Freaking Finals

So after yesterday's post was kind of a success (thanks guys...you da best).. I decide to expand on my first semester experience..(this will be the last time..actually, no promises), but this time, it's all about...

FINALS.

I guess you could replace "boy" in there. (Pinterest)

I guess I figured, "It won't be that bad. Everyone is putting in all this hype, and it won't be half as bad as all these schmucks say."

It was, and it wasn't. The schmucks got it half right.

Where they were wrong:
Everyone always makes it seem like you will be up until three in the morning studying..no. No, you won't. It's not only unnecessary, I think you're an idiot if you did (yeah, I said it.). You have absolutely no classes, so why would you need to be up until the wee hours of the morning studying?

Like it's just not necessary.

and...that's about all they were wrong about.

Here's the detes (like details, for those who are not in with the hip lingo):

Finals suck. They just suck.
And for those of you who had final projects and group tests, you don't count. You have no idea what real finals are yet.
Some of my finals literally mentally raped me. I should press charges because I was mentally raped.

Some finals, I rocked them out. Accounting..piece a cake. 94%.
So...I guess one final I rocked out.
The rest made me their..b-i-t-c...you can fill in the ending.

Philosophy.. I knew the best I could get was a B. Because that's all the professor gives out.
"You get a B! You get a B! You all get B's!"         Oprah, if you didn't know that...google it or something.

Math 150.. got like a 74%. For me, I just wanted out of math alive. And somehow my grade was salvaged...I don't know, maybe a Christmas miracle.

Econ...I had economics with the worst professor in the entire world. (I don't care what you say, he was my nemesis). He's a state senator, and he's all hoity toity. If you don't know what that means, click the link right here. http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hoity-toity
He was just SO mean. And I didn't even study because it couldn't save me. I just made my two sheets of notes and hunkered down. I got 108/200, so that explains my life.

And then Anthropology, this is one that killed me the most. I studied the completely wrong things. I'm still infuriated at the teacher; she led to do this. I went in the testing center and knew I was toast. I knew maybe 5 of the 95 questions. Luckily, I got a 64%. And ended up with about as low of an A- as you could get.

This was literally me in the testing center. (Pinterest)

High school, I remember when I thought semester tests were hard.
"I have to study or I won't pass."
Yeah, I would have passed all over the place in comparison to college finals.
High school students...don't take this in offense. Just realize, you have another thing coming...and that thing sucks.

And in the end, this meme is really true.

Or is this one?

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