Bestowing Wisdom

The trend these days of older friends of mine tends to be for them to give me advice on how to not screw up my life. These friends generally are between the ages of 22 and 30, and one way or another, our conversations always lead to how they wish they could go back to when they were in college and experience the "cliches" every college kid is supposed to go through. This thought always leads into them telling me how I should see the world while I'm in college, while I'm still able. Because once I get out of college and get a job, I'll be stuck there forever, cemented to the city in which my chosen profession resides.
It took me a while to understand why nearly everyone I know in this age range has at one time or another advised me on living more extremely and taking advantage of the unlimited freedom I possess in college. At first I questioned my way of living; am I too simplistic? Do I give off this vibe of bottled up excitement that seems to be wasted upon settling for not doing anything with my life?
After much self-speculation, I decided that wasn't it, for I live a pretty fulfilling life as it is. And I have concrete goals I intend to achieve prior to graduating; in fact, I've got them listed in a pretty little "to-do list" on my wall, which is rapidly depleting.
I then realized that each of these friends felt obligated to share with me all they've learned in hopes that I wouldn't make the same mistakes they did. It bothers them to no end, being in the real world, unsuccessful in accomplishing everything they'd dreamed of doing. So by warning me, they're reassuring themselves more so than legitly giving me advice. They want the comfort of knowing they may have saved someone from suffering the same sad fate they did.
So I decided, it's okay for friends to tell me to live life to the fullest. It can't hurt to have everyone rooting for you to succeed, after all.