Friends keep reminding me I’ll be 50 one day.

One part of this rlly got me going/annoyed while writing it as an FYI lmao. I’m only in second year in a Canada top 2 target. I bitched out 1st year and bombed my marks. On my way to recovering in time for full-time recruiting cycle. I’ve networked my ass off and am in a good spot for getting a summer internship at a big Canada bank in Securities or Capital markets. I’m unsure if IB specifically is what I want to do, but I definitely want to be involved in banking/finance (Ik that’s general lmao) I’ve spend most of my time this past semester reading, attending networking/school club events, on calls with alumni and others growing my network, and studying/stressing for classes. I get home one night after leaving a club social early and only having 1-2 beers, planning to study when I get home as I was less than one week out from a major major exam. I get a call from my friends back home begging me to play video games; a specific level that would take 2.5+ hours and I would get to sleep at 2am. I told them no and they would not stop insulting me and telling me I’m “wasting my youth” and that I’m gonna be 50 one day and other stuff. I kinda snapped. I’m told I had a slight crashout, raising my voice telling them they don’t know what the fuck they’re talking about, asking them to name any of the departments in a bank, what time of year the recruiting cycle is, and to name any one non-nepo person they knew who got a fulltime corporate job after fucking around during their summers. One of them is in film school and barely puts any thought into what he’s gonna do after graduation other than “direct and write films”. He also had 1 exam this semester that was a take home essay. The other is studying arts and also does not have much thought put into post-school or even summer jobs. They both live in their parents house. I live with roommates and legitimately cannot physically afford to improvise a job at the very last minute. Yes, I haven’t played video games with them since I was recovering from a hospital visit over the summer. Yes, I don’t go home much to get wasted with them at a local bar. I also have them stay at my house for a party weekend at least one semester though. Later, they also sent memes to our GC joking about me being “sigma” and being like Andrew Tate, just because I’m “grinding”. All this stuff rlly corrupted my image of them. They even sent a meme insinuating that I’m doing it as if my mom is homeless. I’m really good at not mixing truthful parts of my lives, and they have no idea that I grew up where I’d come home and the internet would be out, or we’d have no hot water, or no electricity from past due bills. Although they have no idea about that stuff, I found it really insulting, them bashing me for trying to have a stable and successful career. I definitely see the value of enjoying the moment in life, which is why I’ve been a bit deterred from the IB division in banking, but not completely. Overall, I’ve seen people talk about this stuff but never in 2nd year of uni lmao. Would love to hear your thoughts, bc I’ve just felt crazy since NO ONE in my life knows all the aspects of what I’ve said here.