Julian P. (Assignment 18)- Buckets With Holes Will Barely Help

By the end of high school, #1 on my bucket list is to figure out what I want to do with my life. I can't strive for wants until I take care of my needs. From where I'm standing, high school is a time to plan out your life, not imagine a better one. As my greatest hero (the brilliantly talented rap artist called Drake) once said, "Started from the bottom, now we're here." You can't go anywhere in life without a solid foundation. 

Before finishing college, I've easily determined that I want to travel. Making it even easier is the fact that I really don't care where. I feel the desire to see, to experience, and to live while I'm most able. If not by the end of college, I'll push it back. I might never get to, but it'll be on my list always. 

Even if I do get to travel, I can never take it off my bucket list. I can't imagine ever not wanting to travel, so I must strive for it again and again. More importantly, however, I strive to find happiness before I die. Indeed, happiness  appears a very vague item, but the end is inherently vague. I never want to stop living or loving. I love life. Lovely life isn't long; It doesn't last. Luckily, life seems longer the more you love it. Strive to live life, learn it in and out, and life will still be lovely tomorrow.

If I stop living life the way I'd like, if I stop striving for my bucket list, and if I only think of my life as a list to mark a line through piece by piece so I can die in peace, well I'm gonna have a sad life. I cannot deny this. Life is to be lived, loved, and learned from, sure, but sometimes you need to just let go and allow life to guide you. You can't plan out happiness.