Some boys waste their entire adolescent lives and then some of their adult lives trying to figure out what they're doing in the world.
I'm here to tell you what the majority of your adult live is all about. It's crystal, succinct, and simple.
Your main purpose to:
1. Get paid.
2. Get laid.
3. Get fed.
It doesn't have to go in that order, but it usually does. #2 and #3 *usually* happen after #1. Because a broke ass ninja with no job ain't gonna be getting no girlfriend. Without a job, you might be a suave, psychopathic smooth talker who finds a girl who is almost as much of a loser as you are who will stick around for a while to satisfy #2. But eventually when you ain't even got enough money to feed the both of you some Taco Bell, she'll find a new charming loser.
And again, if you ain't getting #1, you ain't gonna be feeding yourself some ribeye steaks with grilled asparagus and a baked potato loaded with butter and chives with a side helping of butter chipotle corn. You gonna be eating cereal at your parents house, or PBJ sandwiches on the floor of your best friends apt before you get kicked out.
Solve for #1, then #3 means you sustain life with calories of some kind, and you can probably keep a roof over your head.
And even if you're as socially retarded as I am, #2 will eventually work itself out.
In an ever tiresome fact of life, the more #1 you get, the easier it is to get #2.
My name is Dae Yu.