The Six Year Plan: Six Year Swag



Dear Readers,

After a long first week of the semester, things are settling down. The first Friday night is over with minimal damage, so the rest of the year can only improve. Now, I had a great night. I got to dance to some good music, drink with some good friends, meet some good peoples. Pretty much everything you look forward to in a great night.

The thing that made it exceptionally awesome was the fact that I had already pulled two all-nighters in studio throughout the week. To most of you, that would mean an early night, and a late start to the weekend. But not me. Hopped up on espresso and gin, I made my night happen. Although I only got about ten hours of sleep these past three nights, I'm still ready to go, and eager to see what the day brings.

Now you might be asking, how can I possibly harness that much energy to sustain that sort of activity? Well, it has nothing to do with Snoop Dogg becoming Snoop Lion, and especially has nothing to do with a Holographic Tupac. Disclaimer: I'm a total Biggie fan, represent the East Coast. Word. The short answer is I can't. But what I can do is pay no mind to it. Enter the phenomenon known as Six Year Swag.

In a nutshell, Six Year Swag means you shit confidence, and then eat it for breakfast. It's living the life you want to live. Like Tyler Durden status. Nothing stands in the way of your priorities and your goals. It's being the life of the party, even if you're the only one partying, but not really caring or paying attention either way. As Skrillex and Sirah say, "Aye yo! I'm eating fun-dip right now, not giving a fuuuuucc-." It's singing songs you know when they come on the radio, even if you're at work. It's writing a shitty weekly blog on the internet that you know no one else really reads or cares about, but continue to do so because you still get satisfaction from it. It's knowing you can look anyone in the face and hold a conversation, and actually be interested in what they have to say. It's letting your friends know they're meaningful in your life, and at the end of the day, you would actually do anything for them, and expect absolutely nothing in return besides their company. It's the realization that life is too short to be anything less than profound, and shoot for anything less than your personal best. It's the realization that the universe is infinite, and the only one capable of deciding the events, memories, interactions, and people in that universe is you.

It's an introspective audit that leads to your undeniable understanding that you are alive.
 
Or maybe it's just being awesome. I'll let that be your call.

Until Next Time

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