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Brian said:Pretty good I guess.
Having not gotten caught up in most patterns young people get in to, I've started investing money in various things from stocks to silver. I save a significant portion of each check without the temptation to spend excessively on leisure, due in large part to having no one to really partake of those leisurely things with.
I have my own apartment and pay all of my own bills...most people my age seem to barely manage to keep gas in their car even when they're living with mom and dad. And unlike those same kids, at 21 I already have a 'real' job in my desired field (as opposed to working at McDonalds without even having the goal of moving to management), and I'm started on college.
I compare myself to the rest of my age group that I see, and so many of them are out gallivanting and living 'in the moment'. Not thinking two years ahead, much less ten. I envy the fun that they have. I envy the girlfriends that they cruise around with in the summer and the fun things they do. I envy so badly the blatant display of youthful enjoyment that happens here every year once the snow's gone.
But I don't envy the catching up they'll have to do when they're 30. When they're hopelessly sweating bullets because they haven't saved a penny, I hope to be raking in interest and dividends and deciding which cabin cruiser I want to buy. We'll see who has a lap-full of half naked girls then, when I wave a pair of diamond earrings and steal some 25-year-old hotness from their former boyfriends to accompany me on vacation. So long, *******, we're going to Norway...just as soon as we're done with dinner at some coastal restaurant in Sicily. Enjoy your credit card debt while you re-think the awesomeness of your new 4-wheeler or the lift kit you just put on your truck.
Long story short: I'm already jaded and money hungry, and full of loathing for my generation. My delusions of grandeur are fueled by my lust for the dollar which I will probably chase until I retire on a meager income despite my best efforts, and probably die painfully from heart disease or some form of cancer due to years of exposure to carcinogens. Alone.
This pretty much sums me too except for the jealousy part. I have a huge desire for wealth. I just tend to divert my eyes when I see people with their gf because my facial expression will turn sour and spirits ruined.