Sparkles in a Dark Night Sky

Simple needs that cannot be immediately met can drive people to extraordinary lengths. Is it really going the extra mile if you were forced to do so? The phrase “Going the extra mile,” implies an additional effort made to achieve something. There needs to be an internal factor that makes one work that hard. Simple living conditions that are sometimes hard to come by can be, but not limited to: a quiet place to sleep, study, or work can coincide with struggle coming from noisy roommates or not having enough space.

Life for most people is an ongoing struggle, a decision-making process about what to want and how to achieve it. This process becomes an ongoing cycle once one task is completed. It’s often met with the question, “What’s the next thing I got to do or try to do on my list?” Most people in their early twenties have long and short term goals. Primarily, short term goals which can range from finding a career to traveling it all goes back to what one wants to experience. Secondly, long term goals can range from saving money, picking up a new skill, or working their way up the company ladder.

I had high expectations for my fourth year of college some of which included: going new places in Southern California, figuring out what I wanted to do with my career, but my biggest one was a comfortable place to live with good roommates. I went to great extents to achieve this goal only to have it blow up in my face in a way that I didn’t expect. Now, what made me want good living situations was enduring unfortunate living conditions my third year of college.

Every now and then we catch a break in life, when one gets luck to turn in their favor. You find out that you’ve been promoted or a literal break where you’re able to take a break, vacation. I see it all the time on social media, a friend travels to a new city and then returns back home to work a week or two later. For me, that break came when Ashon, my noisy roommate would leave the house and ended when he’d return slapping his Bluetooth speaker. It was hard to fathom how he would play music literally every minute he was home. The extra mile analogy comes in now: Almost every night my other roommate and I would drive to the library to get some work done since our environment at home was too noisy. Picture your roommate in the room adjacent to your blasting loud music while you’re trying to relax or study.

As soon as I opened the doors to 3410 Bahia Place I was greeted by the roommate who would continue the postponement of my ideal living situations. Within the next month, I realized how ironic it had been to invite the guy who would play loud music and smoke weed all day into the place where I specifically had a preconceived notion of how living there would be.

End of the year photo opp

The moral of the story is one has to be adaptable and okay with placing certain desires on the back burner to be successful. Coming into college I shared one common goal with my university peers and that was to walk out with a Bachelor’s degree. Now we all had different priorities/wants but graduating with a degree was ubiquitous.

We find out a chunk of who we are once we reach a brick wall. It is up to us to find a way through, over, or around it. The notion of “It’s not the destination, it’s the journey,” comes to my mind here.

Ashon’s main interest was trying to get with girls and enjoying himself, mine with most of my peers was getting the highest grades and absorbing the most out of our classes. It seemed like I had everything figured out and then I was hit with bad roommate syndrome and got lost. Moving and living conditions can do that. However, it was being without what I had wanted most that made me reevaluate what I wanted in the first place. It also taught me that certain challenges have to be outlasted. Perhaps, the universe makes you feel what you ought to feel and you decide where to go from there.

DG