Isn't it crazy how there are millions and millions of people and every single person is different than the other? All you know is the person that you are. It’s all that you have known and all you will ever know. It's what you're used to. You go about your life and live it in the way you please. You live every day and it is completely normal to you. It’s strange to think about. Why do the things that make me happy not make everyone else happy?

It’s weird. The person standing right next you will go about their lives too, and it'll be completely different than yours, but it’s their normal. And that’s okay. Every single person is going to have different things that make them happy, that make them light up and work hard every day. We’re all wired differently.

I am passionate about the world of media. Being in college now, I am just starting to be exposed to all of the things I am interested in pursuing. I can see a live broadcast and think it is the most interesting thing in the world. Yet one of my friends aspires to be a teacher. Learning about education and thinking about opportunities to work with children makes her beam. I hear her speak about it, and I just feel happy for her that she is pursuing something that makes her so full. And then it puzzles me why some people don’t.

There are so many people I know who are struggling with school and not wanting to continue it because it is just too hard. And yes, school is hard a lot of the time, but when there comes a day that you light up thinking about pursuing different, then go ahead and change it. But if nothing else makes you excited for the future, then the reward is just too high to quit. If you haven’t achieved it yet, what do you have to lose?

It isn’t even just what you’re studying or trying to pursue a career in. Everyone has different things that bring them happiness. I can spend my day doing something that someone else would absolutely hate. Sometimes it is hard to wrap your head around: Why people don’t enjoy the same things as you do. You can expect things of people or expect them to want to do the same things as you, and become disappointed when they have the worst time. How come one person can listen to music for hours on end and love it, and someone else wants to rip their ears out. Or how come some people enjoy being outdoors, whereas someone else hates anything without air conditioning.

It doesn’t make sense that the things that make me happy don’t make everyone else happy. You’d think it’d just make more sense if everything that is good is just.. “good”. And we all just feel the same way about it. But it’s okay that different things make me happy. And it’s okay that the things that make me excited are different than others. You don’t have to follow anyone or even do anything that you don’t enjoy or wish to do. Do what makes ya happy.