• people will tell you that you should dress up to make yourself feel more productive. honestly, if you need to go to class in sweats with yesterday’s mascara & a bucket of coffee, do it. whatever gets your ass to class is what works. truly, nobody cares what you look like. 
  • if you’re going to drink, fine, but for the love of all things holy please have a sip of water between every sip of alcohol. I have lived by this rule for all of college and have never had a hangover once. it’s magic 
  • don’t have one-night stands. it’s honestly such a bad idea. you never know what kind of STDs you could be setting yourself up for. 
  • if you have a roommate problem, TALK ABOUT IT before you’re so close to exploding that the tiniest things set you off. your dorm or apartment should be a safe space for you, & only you can make that happen. 
  • don’t be afraid to talk to your RA about  … well, anything. they’re there to support you in your academic, personal, and relational life & they’re getting paid to do that. 
  • eat fresh fruits & veggies at least twice a week. campus food might be more convenient than going to the grocery store, but the freshman 15 is so real. 
  • if at all possible, give yourself a schedule break in the middle of the day so that you can regroup, eat some lunch, & do any extra assignments you didn’t have time to the night before
  • I HIGHLY recommend getting an on-campus job if at all possible. you’ll get something to put on your resume, get some extra cash in the bank, & make some faculty contacts
  • if you have a TA in a class - any class - hit them up. ask them to grab coffee with you. email them with questions, check on your grades, ask them how they’re doing, & say hi when you see them on campus. more often than not, TAs remain a completely untapped resource, but they have so much knowledge (& sometimes some extra influence in the gradebook) that it’s worth taking the time to get to know them
  • if you didn’t shower this morning, fear not. a baseball cap & deodorant will mask most of yesterday’s bad decisions. 
  • if you have a really important assignment coming up that you forgot about & need to pull an all-nighter for, pull the all-nighter. lots of people on here will tell you to email your professor about it - don’t. if you’re not emailing your prof until the night before with some made-up excuse, they will see right through you. suck it up & do your work. you can nap once your paper is safely turned in. 
  • find a secret place to study and don’t tell anybody about it. the library will always be packed, the lawn outside the business building is sometimes too sunny, & all the best hammocking trees will occasionally be taken. you don’t have to study at your secret spot all the time, but when you need to, it will be there for you. For example, mine is the university president’s conference room, which I stumbled across accidentally when I was a sophomore. the facilities staff that cleans up there knows it’s a bad night when they see me, and they just tell me to make sure the door is closed when I leave. it’s an excellent working relationship. 
  • it does not hurt to suck up to your professors like your life depends on it. they’ll know what you’re doing (if you’re not tactful), but that’s okay. they appreciate, in a weird sort of way.
  • bring 2 blankets with you to university, minimum: one big cozy one for inside or to sleep with, one big outdoor one to study on when the weather’s fine. 
  • wash your pillowcases every time you do laundry. your acne won’t be as bad, & your extra makeup smears from last week’s kegger will be a thing of the past
  • try to keep your weekends mostly free of recurring obligations so that you can go on roommate mini-vacations, drive to the beach, explore your town, or have some you-time. 

that’s all I got right now but I’ll probably make more of these posts tbh. let me know if you have any questions or input for future lists :)

Things I know now about college that I didn't before

♦️Carry a 1L water bottle everywhere and refill it as needed or you will get dehydrated and feel dizzy walking from class to class in the midday sun

♦️Find out where microwaves are available and save some money by avoiding any overpriced campus food. Watch out for lines though!

♦️Make friends with your TAs I cannot stress this enough. They usually aren’t out to get you and understand the struggles of an undergrad.

♦️You are always going to carry too much stuff in your bag. Planning on doing your econ, math, and bio hw in your two hour break? Think again. Be realistic or your back will pay

♦️Even if you prefer print books over ebooks, the fact that you literally always have access to your ebooks on any mobile device you have will be a blessing

♦️Sometimes certain offices and buildings and labs on campus have their own free printing, separate from the library or your dorm

♦️Invest in a printer if you can (b&w is all you need btw). Share the cost with your roommate for ink and paper and charge anyone else 50% of what your school charges per page. Charge so people don’t take advantage of your kindness!! You’ll save many, many, lives my friend.

♦️Set up an exercise schedule as strict as your class schedule. Try your very best to follow it

♦️Please eat at least twice a day I know it can be hard without having others to remind you.

♦️It’s ok to go a day alone, especially since college involves a lot more interaction than you may be used to.

♦️Work hard to understand and you’ll get the grades you deserve.

♦️Eat fresh fruit every once in a while your skin and insides will thank you.

♦️Invest in comfortable shoes or arch supports if needed. Don’t ignore physical discomfort!!

♦️Some people can regularly stay up til 4am and others can’t. Some people can’t function on less than 9hrs of sleep and others can live with only 4hrs. Everyone’s different!! Follow your own sleep schedule!!

♦️Pasta made with a bag of frozen veggies, a pack of pasta, and a jar of pasta sauce can last you most of a week.

♦️Talk to your professors about general things too like their dog or their weekend plans and all bc heh they’re human too and forming connections is great. Also, remember that being professional doesn’t mean being boring or serious all the time, crack some jokes and don’t stifle your personality.

♦️Set boundaries early on in /all/ your relationships, personal, romantic, professional, all of them. Show people you know you deserve respect and they’ll give it to you.

♦️Lastly, college is mostly for academics but hey you aren’t just a student. You’re someone’s kid, friend, employee, advisor, etc. balance out playing those roles too.

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It wasn’t like it was intentional. Honestly, that’s just how she was as a person, it was a default. Her go-to. Especially in unique or uncomfortable situations, it’s a good icebreaker and can get a laugh or two out of those around her. By god she didn’t think that it had become such a strong reflex. Or else she would have quit a long time ago. But here she was, staring down at the delicately made flower crown on her pillow.

Saba had accidentally flirted with a fey. She wasn’t sure what type it was- but she had tripped in front of her. With her sharp teeth and glimmering, expressionless eyes. Saba had let out a chuckle on reflex and smoothly grinned up at her while she said: “Guess I fell for you.”

The Fey stared at her before walking away and Saba picked herself and began to walk to class when she realized what she had done. Then she fell again. Her first god damn week in this death maze of a school and she had already fucked up. Saba had been doing alright too, she fed and played with the crows(or passively allowed them to mess with her hair and tug at her clothes while feeding them her leftover curry) and gave respectful head nods to those she passed whether fey or not. Saba had ruined every little thing that set her in the background and now she was standing in a deadly limelight.

But now, gently stroking soft petals of flowers she had never seen before, there was no going back to a subtle life. She carefully stowed the flower crown inside her desk drawer on top of a rarely worn silk scarf of hers. Slightly anxious, Saba put on her usual mug of steaming hot milk and honey along with an additional plastic spider ring. She locked her door and placed a chair under the knob.

The next morning Saba had been trying to decide if she should or shouldn’t wear the flower crown. She settled on should and was careful to take it off when the crows mused with her hair. 

But then she made another mistake while sitting in the rain under a pink stegosaurus umbrella. A boy stood outside of the literature building, staring out at the rain and holding loose pages of paper. Saba shouted out to him.

“Hey! You! The one dripping with good looks!-” he pointed to himself and tilted his head. Saba squinted to see if he was smiling. “Yeah! You want me to walk you to where you need to go?” She pointed to her umbrella and stood up when he nodded eagerly. 

Saba jogged to him, one hand holding the umbrella and the other held protectively over the crown on her head. She felt her stomach drop as she noticed the lack of a mouth and striking red and orange eyes that adorned his face. She gulped as she held the umbrella higher to accommodate his height.

“So good lookin’, where to?” She wished she would stop talking. “trying to find a place thats as hot as you?” She wished she was dead.

Most of all, Saba hated herself for sounding so calm and casual, her default persona now turning into a massive burden. The fey chuckled and his hair ruffled from a nonexistent breeze. He pointed towards the forest. Saba didn’t bother to stop the groan that escaped her throat.

“Really? Oh…ugh fuck. Yeah, ok. Ok fine ok here we go-nnnnngggghhhhhh fuck.”

She walked with him towards the towering trees, flinching when he pressed closer to her to avoid the rain. Saba stopped at the edge of the wood, looking at him expectantly. The fey did not step out from the umbrella. Saba stared at the dirt and then looked at him, trying to avoid staring at the glowing tattoos on his neck.

“Um…I’m going to uh…give you this…”

She put the flower crown inside of her shirt and handed him the umbrella, giving him a brief wave before sprinting to her room without any breaks. Saba arrived there soaked and shivering.

She emailed her professor telling him she wouldn’t be in class. There was a heart shaped stone on her pillow. The mug had a single lipstick stain on its side, forming a perfect pair of lips. Saba cleaned it out, took a shower and then took a nap. The flower crown and the rock rested inside her drawer on top of a rarely used silk scarf.

Saba woke up only a few hours later, she did her homework and studied for her finals. She made three mugs of milk with honey and added cinnamon. She left one mug on her desk and stepped outside of her dorm room with the other two in her hands. Her umbrella rested on the floor in front of her and on top of it was a sage smudge stick. Saba wasn’t quite sure what that meant but decided to take it as a gift and not a threat and put it in her drawer. 

In all honesty, Saba can’t remember the third time it happened and all she can recall is setting out three mugs and receiving twigs, a candle and a bottle of water. Each item was kept safe in her drawer, which now had it’s own iron key to keep her roommate out of it(Saba wasn’t sure if she was a fey or not but hid the key well regardless). 

But Saba remembers the fourth time she had caught the attention of a fey. She had just perfected a batch of baklava for her final, she had been offering it to the few brave souls on campus who would accept food from strangers. The fourth fey had approached Saba when she sat in her seat in class, staring down at the 5 remaining treats. The fey had asked for one and without looking up Saba had smoothly replied.

“Sure, you can tell me if they’re good. But I doubt they are sweeter than you-”

Saba was handing them a piece when she noticed the curling horns that twisted and framed the feys face. She kept the polite smile on her face while the fey held out their hand- palm up- and waited for her to dispense the treat. Saba’s fingers grazed against the curved claws of the fey as she set the treat into their palm. She rambled about the cooking process, how she was trying to perfect the recipe as the fey carefully ate the food. The class carried on slowly and dully, Saba found the fey’s uncanny black eyes focused on the container of baklava. Saba nudged the treats towards the fey. She was too frightened to meet their eyes again.

At the end of the day, the tupperware was returned to her in shreds along with a note that gave a thorough but gentle synopsis of her treat. At the end of it, was a ‘$’ followed by the word ‘hair’. She tried not to shudder as she realized this accidental deal and the implications of following through with this request. To keep her mind off it it, she went into town.

Saba bought half and half that day and stocked up on honey. She passed by a Claire’s and ventured inside with a soft smile. That night she set out four mugs, a lock of hair, and several hair ties and earrings. When Saba woke up, her hair was neatly braided and tied with a cotton ribbon. She wore it for two days before putting the ribbon in her drawer.

It wasn’t for another month that Saba was one of the feys face to face again. She hadn’t forgotten the fey’s glittering eyes and sharp teeth but with a smile they were much less terrifying and glinted with a friendly warmth. The next week, early in the morning, Saba walked from the edge of a forest to the door of a building with the fey who’s hot hands warmed hers. There was a blank day in her memory where all that Saba remembers is waking up in bed, the smell of crayons and the gentle caress of feathers on her cheek as she fell asleep. Only three days ago Saba chose to sit next to a hulking shadowy figure whose horns curled tightly and cheeks glowed.

Saba’s days and months passed easier, she would write home about new friends and frequently went to craft and antique stores. There were always gifts, Saba would find them outside her room, in her backpack, sometimes in her clothes or even on her person. She would keep her eyes open for tiny things to give; a packet of seeds on the open book of a sharp-teethed girl sleeping in the library, a piece of coal at the edge of the forest, things that she falls asleep holding and wakes up to find her hands grasping at air, ladybug barrettes left on the windowsill of a slow classroom. Sometimes Saba would gift them nonmaterial things. A story, a listening ear, a whisper, a french braid, a tune, a met promise, a praise, an acknowledgment.

One day while restocking on dairy and honey, Saba returned with a large iron chest and cleaned her drawer- which had become full with gifts- only to find the silk scarf, one she rarely wore, absent.

Two More Times the Gods Bothered Icarus at Work

The library doesn’t actually pay, per se, but if he volunteers a given number of hours, it does give him vouchers for select items purchased at the campus shops – class supplies, food and other sundries.  Icarus did the math and determined that the value of the vouchers was nearly as good as actual money, with the added benefit of the convenient location where he could stop by between classes easily and rack up hours for the week. 

And it’s fairly peaceful work.  Running the checkout desk; entering returned books into the computer; shelving books; light cleaning.  And Icarus is free to do some of his own homework as well, as long as he gets the list of tasks done, while still earning credit for being there.  Hard to complain about it.

He enjoys the tasks, and enjoys the hush of the narrow aisles, packed with books on either side, higher than his head.  They have a good section on aviation: old and new books; practical and philosophical; aeronautical and astronautical.  Icarus likes to sneak back to steal a few browse through them whenever he can.

Icarus is on his way back to the front counter with two books in hand, when he hears a yelp of surprise, two feet to his left, where there are a couple small steps leading up to the study carrels and tables. 

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anonymous asked:

Ok so so ok. I Adore your nurseydex fics. Can i maybe possibly request a fic? Maaaaaybe one where they try to work out living together without the team finding out that they're dating maybe? Its chill sauce if you aren't taking prompts rn or anything don't stress it starshine

a/n: Sorry this took so long and that it’s less than amazing. 

With a sigh of relief that he was finally (FINALLY) back at the Haus after a long day of classes, Dex quickly made his way through the door, hoping to slip up the stairs unnoticed. He wasn’t in the sort of mood to run into anyone. He just wanted to get comfortable and maybe cuddle with his boyfriend.

Of course, that meant that he was stopped precisely four steps into the Haus by an aggressively cheerful Bitty, bearing a plate piled high with sandwiches. Dex wanted to hit himself for forgetting that he had texted Bitty earlier to complain that he had forgotten his bagged lunch on the kitchen counter (because yes, shut up, he took bagged lunches… his class schedule didn’t give him enough time to buy food on campus). And, because he was that sort of friend, Bitty promised to have lunch waiting for Dex when he got done for the day.

Dex didn’t want to have lunch with Bitty, even if he made the best sandwiches, bar none. He just wanted to lay with Nursey and get his hair played with and maybe get off. He couldn’t tell Bitty any of that, though, so Dex gave his captain a tight smile and followed him into the living room.

“Just a heads up, Dex, Nursey is already here. Gotta fuel up before whatever fight y'all are gonna have today.”

We’re not going to fight!, Dex wanted to yell. We’ve been going out for six months and none of you bothered to notice.

He didn’t though. Instead, he grabbed a sandwich of the top of the pile and shoved it in his mouth, then grimaced. Apparently that was Bitty’s stack, because it had more mustard than meat. Dex tried not to gag when he set it back down on the plate and grabbed a new one.

Bitty spent the next 20 minutes sending concerned looks his way that Dex pretended he didn’t see. That would mean having a conversation, which meant not getting to go upstairs, the exact opposite of what he wanted. So, he made sure to have food in his mouth at all times, and got up immediately when he was done eating.

He threw a casual “Thanks for lunch” over his shoulder as he bound up the stairs.

Nursey had their bedroom door propped open with the stupid unicorn like he usually did. They both hated the thing, but Nursey refused to admit it. Dex kicked it out of the way a little harder than necessary (he wanted it gone more than he wanted to win the standoff about it, and that was saying something).

Nursey was laying on the top bunk, something they started doing when they realized it was easier to hide that they were laying together if anyone barged in. Dex hated it. He hated that it was necessary. He threw his bag on the floor, not watching where it landed, and rolled onto the bottom bunk. He kicked he flimsy mattress above him a few times with his socked feet.

“come down here, asshole.”

Practically, there was no difference between laying together on the top bunk or the bottom bunk. They were both too small and too lumpy. They both knew there was no reason for Nursey to switch beds. Nursey didn’t point any of that out, though. Instead, he rolled off the top bunk and lumbered into the bottom to join Dex.

As soon as he seemed comfortable, Dex clung to him like a limpet. Nursey, the saint, didn’t say anything about that, either. He just let Dex wrap around him as he slipped a hand into curly red hair. The tension that had been building between Dex’s shoulders eased the tiniest bit.

They laid there for a while, Nursey’s hands running through Dex’s hair while Dex tried to put his feelings into words. It was something he was working on, processing his emotions instead of just reacting to them. Mostly he sucked at it, but he was trying. For Nursey (the woman at the counselling center said he should be trying for himself, but Dex was still having a hard time believing he was worth that effort… but he could do it for Nursey).

Once he felt like he had his thoughts somewhat gathered, he asked, “Why haven’t we told the team we’re dating?”

Nursey tried to pull back enough to see Dex’s face, but the bunk was too small. He settled for holding on to him tighter, instead.

“Well, Ransom and Holster said it would be easier this way, and you thought it would be a good idea, so we agreed.”

Which was true. Right before summer started, after Lardo had moved her things out and Dex and Nursey were moving their things in, Holster had walked in on them making out in the mostly empty bedroom. Dex expected him to go yelling it through the Haus, but instead, he sat them down and told them about him and Ransom. Except…

“Everyone knew they were together, though. They weren’t really hiding anything. And they thought that the team wouldn’t understand the whole them and March and April thing. I mean, look how happy Bitty is now that everyone knows about him and Jack.”

This time, Nursey did pull away enough to look at Dex, and ended up half-off the bunk because of it. He had a little smirk and a glimmer in his eye. “You wanna tell everyone about us?”

“Well, maybe. Yeah. I do.”

Nursey’s smirk turned into a wide smile.”Awww, you like me.”

“Whatever, don’t go that far. You just don’t annoy me enough to pretend I hate you around everyone else.”

Nursey rolled his eyes, but pulled Dex in for a sloppy kiss anyway. For Dex, that was practically a love confession. But that could come later. So could telling everyone.

Dex tried to deepen the kiss, but they ended up rolling straight off the bed, instead. They landed with a thump. Seconds later, a shout came from downstairs. “If I have to separate you, it’s on y'all’s head, you hear?”

They both laughed until they couldn’t anymore, then kissed until it turned into something else entirely.

source: entering my third year as a college student and second as an RA
additional sources: if i haven’t done something, my freshman year roommate did. or we covered it in RA training.

  • fraternity parties aren’t worth it:

you get sticky and upset and the jungle juice is going to give you the worst hangover of your life. you’ll think you can handle it, but you can’t.

(plus, if you go to a fraternity party without a guest list (i.e., you can just walk in), it probably wasn’t approved/it’s not legit!! fraternities have really strict insurance guidelines they’re supposed to go by)

not trying to scare you, but you might also fall down the stairs. (best case scenario: it’ll suck. worst case scenario: you’ll get seriously injured.)

BETTER SOLUTION: if you really, really want to have the “frat party” experience, go, but have someone staying sober with you and watching out for you. otherwise, the safest best is to make friends with someone who knows how to party RESPONSIBLY, or better yet, just don’t! it’s cliche, but there are ways to have fun without alcohol. (my campus hosts huge parties at our student center with tons of things to do / free food! your campus might do something similar— or if they don’t, ask!)

  • go to class (*):


we both know you’re not going to fall for that one, lol.

check the attendance policy!! this will differ from class to class, school to school. most of my classes, however, have had 3 unexcused absences to use however you want, but after that, any absence other than for hospitalization or death of an immediate family member, etc., impacted your grade.

so, plan your days carefully!! if you’re given three, my advice is to use one near midterms and one near finals for your own mental health / to have a break / to work on things for other classes (saving one to use for when you’re actually sick / not using your third one). only use them if you need to, though, and only if it won’t put you at risk for getting behind in the class you’re skipping.

  • get involved on campus:

it will benefit you! i promise!

no matter how busy you are, or even if you’re an off-campus student, make time for at least one extra-curricular organization. this will help you meet people outside of your major (but with similar interests), which will not only help you feel connected to campus and learn about the subject of the organization, but will really help you with networking! showing dedication to an organization or two (especially if you take on leadership positions) will also show future employers that you’re dedicated and focused to a cause.

(note: i’m definitely biased. in the two years i’ve completed at my institution, i’ve been involved in at least 7 organizations, plus off-shoots and projects and committees for those organizations. you don’t have to be me. but try one at least!!)

  • keep an open heart and mind:

at college, you are expected to grow— a lot will be asked of you! embrace it!

many schools are putting heavy focus on diversity and inclusion, with really good reason. go out of your way to experience things you’ve not seen before. check out the multicultural groups at your school and, if they’re open (inclusive vs. exclusive!), check them out! our multicultural groups (asian american student association, black student alliance, latinx student union, and spectrum, our LGBT+ group) all cover really informative topics, often have fun games and yummy food to share, and even work with one another to cover topics of intersectionality!

college will challenge your perceptions on a lot of topics. listen to your heart and mind, but don’t be afraid to grow! a lot of amazing opportunities lie just outside of your comfort zone.

  • take care of yourself!!:

i know that you’re a capable adult! but your parents / guardians / etc. aren’t here to take care of you if you get sick, and while every school is different, dining hall options aren’t generally known to be the healthiest.

make sure to remember to get some fruits and veggies (and for my fellow vegetarians/vegans, that you’re remembering to get protein!), and make sure you know your options if you get sick! my campus has a health center where you can see a doctor and get some prescriptions filled. (there’s also a hospital on campus because we have a med program / if you need a different level of care.)

note!!! this also means taking care of your mental health too! college can be very stressful, and we’ve learned that many mental illnesses begin to present in the high school and college age range. if you think you need help— get it. you’re worth it. ❤️

this is by no means an exhaustive list, but something that i’ve seen a lot of my friends and residents (and even myself!) struggle with!
i’m always around to give advice if needed, too! 

HAVE FUN, FRESHMEN! we’re rooting for you!!!

Hello, it’s #optomstudies here again with another Sunday Study Tip on university life! This will be a multi-part series that hopefully will give a unique insight, since I can go on and on about university, and I love giving advice and helping others :)


Probably one of the best things about university depending on who you ask. Uni is the time for creating long lasting impressions on your resume and networking for the future. Everything that you do outside class has a very direct effect on your future career, so get moving, even if you personally hate the stuff.

Everything goes on the AHEGS, which stands for the Australian Higher Education Graduation Statement. It’s supplementary to the testamur that you get for completing your degree, and can really make you stand out, especially if you have a lot of club leadership activities! 

Be passionate about something, anything! :) Uni has such a great variety of societies and clubs that you are sure to find something that interests you. Anywhere from the quaint Tea and Coffee Society to something more niche like PonySoc (for lovers of My Little Pony). A word of caution though: It is better to stay involved in one club for your whole degree than involved in several smaller ones for one or two years. I definitely loved my time as an executive member of Giving Sight, since it was something I was passionate about :)

Try to bring your own food to save money since there are usually quite a few easy-to-access microwaves on campus. Campus food is really expensive, like one of those rectangular disposable boxes of fried rice is $10, those Chinese takeaway boxes with the little handle was $9. That’s like $50 a week. And homemade food you can make to your own tastes and is often healthier!

Finding the best study places! There are a lot of places you can find yourself studying hahaha. Here are a few of my favourites :)

  • Empty classroom - somehow these are rare to find when you need them, in fact you usually spend more time searching. And they usually aren’t available for more than an hour or two.
  • Your faculty’s computer lab - my go-to study place is the optometry computer lab. It’s really nice having a place specifically for optometry students. It’s occasionally taken up by a class, but it’s got aircon, great chairs, big monitors and has a lot more hours where it’s completely empty ^__^
  • Another faculty’s study area - yup, crashing business school for those office-level-over-9000 chairs.
  • Obviously, at the library - best when you’re by yourself, difficult when in pairs or groups unless you rent out a study room. Try not to study on those beanbags - they usually just make you fall asleep - and think of the drool! D:
  • On the lawn - subject to windy weather, muddy pants and stray caterpillars. I’m a vampire and have a phobia of bugs so I usually don’t sit outside unless I have to.
  • Numerous benches and chairs - I sits where I fits.

Find a hobby. Some degrees in uni really do give you the luxury of time, and not any time, but time during the day. Honestly the rare days I get off are just amazing in terms of being able to be at home during the hours of the day. There are so many things you might find yourself doing once you’ve done your study for the day :)

Get a part time job or internship that is related to your area of study on your days off. When I was in high school I didn’t have any part time jobs because I kept thinking that I didn’t have enough time to simultaneously sacrifice weekends and achieve good grades. As a recommendation from a senior, I decided to get a part-time job in dispensing since it gives you an advantage over people who don’t have any work experience. Once you have your foot in the proverbial door, opportunities are easier to come by. 

Improve your skill sets and get career advice by going to career expos. Look up job listings that you’re targeting and identify key skills that you don’t have. Ask the careers advisor for tips on your resume, interviews and landing your dream job. Identify exactly what it is that you want to be doing once you graduate, down to the job title. I’m sure there are many students out there who just know that B Science can land them some lab jobs, but they’re not sure what else. 

Once you know the key skills, do readings on them, take relevant courses, see the topics they teach to see if they have textbooks, read them to get a grasp on the content. Make sure you commit to what you decide to learn; employers can easily spot when somebody just learnt basic C++ for an job. Whatever you study, do it properly - no “learn java in 2 hours!” courses, no “business analytics in 2 days!” courses. It might sound difficult, but these are core skills and it’s to demonstrate your interest in a job opportunity or career; you can say that you want a job, but it’s much better to show you want it. 




anonymous asked:

Hot weather meals anon here: I meant meals that don't require hot cooking.


Meals Without Cooking

  • Sandwiches: Sandwiches are super easy, super versatile, and require little to no effort to put together. You can pick up sliced deli meats and cheese for a reasonable price, chop up tomatoes, add lettuce and BOOM. I like to use salad dressing instead of mayo on my sandwiches.
    • Peanut butter and jelly
    • Tomato and cheese
    • Deli meat and cheese
  • Salad: Skip the creamy dressings whenever possible. Salads are super easy to make and are perfect for every meal. If you can’t eat all of your salad within 24 hours, remove any wet components (olives, fruit, etc) and store them in a separate container. A soggy salad is hard to eat!
    • Cucumber and cranberry
    • Tomato and mozzarella 
    • Olive and feta
  • Wraps: A less (but equally versatile) sandwich alternative. No cooking, but some slight hand maneuvering involved. 
    • Turkey, cheese, lettuce
    • Ham, cheese, mayo
    • Tomato, mozzarella, pesto
  • Ramen: Instead of pouring water into a pot to set on the stove, you can pour hot water into a bowl and add your ramen. Wait five minutes, and the ramen will start to soften up. Add whatever sauces you like!
    • Soy sauce
    • Sriracha
    • Peanut butter
  • Chicken: If you are a chicken-eating person but don’t want to bother cooking a whole chicken, pick up a pre-cooked chicken from your local grocery store. It’s less expensive than you would think, and worth at least two meals. 
    • Chicken salad
    • Chicken sandwich
    • BBQ chicken
  • Tuna salad: I am a tuna salad fiend. This is my favorite recipe.
  • Overnight Oats: The taste sensation that’s sweeping the nation. Click here.
  • Granola: I am so addicted to Bakery on Main’s gluten-free granola. Perfect as a snack or a meal. That said, you can make your own granola for a lot cheaper. 
  • Peanut butter: If I’m looking for a quick, no-hassle lunch I’ll slice up an apple and eat it with peanut butter. I also love peanut butter on rice cakes, toast, etc. Feel free to substitute your favorite nut butter!

Followers- please add your favorite no-cook recipes to the list!



It wasn’t like it was intentional. Honestly, that’s just how she was as a person, it was a default. Her go-to. Especially in unique or uncomfortable situations, it’s a good icebreaker and can get a laugh or two out of those around her. By god she didn’t think that it had become such a strong reflex. Or else she would have quit a long time ago. But here she was, staring down at the delicately made flower crown on her pillow.

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This is gonna be long, it’s two stories. More of a “fuck business owners”.

So I lost my job this week. My shitty bussing job there I was making far less than minimum wage.
Why was I fired? I misread the schedule sent out the the beginning of the week and missed, for the first time ever, a scheduled shift. When the supervisor called, I was three hours out of town. I dealt with it professionally, offered to talk to the owners, affirmed that it was my mistake and that I was taking steps to ensure it wasn’t one I repeated.

Later that day I get a single text from the owner, saying that since I missed the shift, they were firing me. He claims they have had problems with me before, though they haven’t, unless they’re counting an order mix up in my second or third week while I was still learning policies, when they tried to get me to come in but I didn’t have a phone (and I informed my supervisor of this but it was ignored), or when on an insanely windy day on the boardwalk when a cup with water on the counter was blown off onto the receipt machine. I’ve always proven myself to be a hard working and humble worker but apparently missing one shift was enough to fire me even though they can’t afford to fire anyone.

Things like how I’ve been vocal about how they underpay us (I managed to get all the bussers a 5% tip increase, which I was insanely proud of, and went from making $40 for a 6 hour shift to making upwards of 50-60 a night), and the fact that on nights where it’s particularly loud and crowded I have a hard time keeping up because I’m disabled, make me think theres a chance they could have been looking to fire me for some reason.

I tried to start a conversation with the owner about how I was already working to ensure I didn’t make the same mistakes again etc etc, but I haven’t heard hide or hair from anyone. I have one more $250 bill to make this summer before I’ll be back to having a secure on campus food service job.

Though, it’s not as bad as how I was fired(?) from a certain Massachusetts based creamery franchise. I tell them well in advance that because of school breaks I would be out of state for a month or so. My request for the time off is approved, they’re all super understanding of how being a student means having to travel and go home. I come back, ready to get back into the swing of things. A week or two goes by and I’m not scheduled… but wait nobody is scheduled for my store. I talk to another employee about it and they say “oh, the store is closed for the season and won’t be open till may, since it’s the secondary location.”. Meaning it won’t be open again till I’ve left the state for the summer. Nobody told me this, because there was apparently a staff meeting in the middle of that break about how it was closing. Because they gave me zero notice that I would be loosing my job, I wasn’t able to find a new one for three or four months and all my loan bills had to be taken on by my parents, which to this day I feel sick thinking about.

Nobody from the store ever contacted me again. I even saw my boss at a college event and he just wouldn’t acknowledge me. To my understanding I am still officially on their payroll.

TLDR: I got fired for missing one shift by accident, and in the past I lost my job because they just stopped talking to me.

Don’t Say a Word (Part One)

Originally posted by bangtan-so-far

Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Pairing: Yoongi/Yoonji (Suga) x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Smut (future chapter)
Contains: crossdressing, drug mention 
Word Count: 3.2k

Author’s Note: This all literally stemmed from the extras of the BTS Run episode where Yoongi pulled out a gun on Jimin… I actually got a little impatient so I decided to post this without actually writing out the full story. I was planning on making this a oneshot but oops. There’s going to be multiple parts (probably not a lot though tbh). (((Btw I love Yoongi in that all black outfit from that Eat Jin vid like what an amazing concept hello.)))

A couple years have passed ever since you’ve last saw your best friend, not knowing your high school graduation ceremony was going to be the day he would have suddenly disappeared from your life without a trace. You only have yourself to blame. Maybe if you had asked him about his plans for his future or if you stopped being so caught up in focusing on your music auditions for the band you had so desperately wanted to join after high school, maybe he’d still be around. Maybe you’d know where he was planning to go and what he was planning to do. Maybe he would have still been in your life.

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saltoverboard  asked:

Where Nico is in the army and he comes back after 4 years to finally start college and he is Will's roommate

look at me actually doing another one of my prompts so soon after i did the last one

i gotta admit i thought ths prompt was great but i wasn’t expecting it to get so out of hand. like. it’s so long. normally i post from mobile but here i am actually on a computer to add in a cut beCASUSE IT’S SO UNBELIEVABLY LONG brace yourself

also the last time i tried to add in a cut something weird happened where it wouldn’t show what i had written after the cut so if anything weird like that happens again don’t be afraid to let me know like ya’ll did last time

also before we get started: ((tw)) there’s some kinda graphic nightmares and one of the characters has a panic attack. just a psa for anyone who’s sensitive to that kind of stuff

The reassimilation process was something Nico had not looked forward to. Seeing friends after years of being apart, eating his favorite sugary cereal, taking naps whenever he wanted? Easy. Getting to know what life was like without fear? Probably a bit harder.

Nico had snuck into the army when he should’ve been a senior in high school. Of course, he was found out a bit later on and forced to complete his studies online.

(Which seemed very stupid to Nico at the time. War was happening right in front of everyone’s faces, but they were focusing on the meaningless studies of a kid who didn’t care too much about stuff like that. And then the war ended and suddenly Nico had no clue what to do with himself. He was glad the Sargent Reyna had forced him to finish high school.)

Without the rigidity of the army and the war providing Nico with some sort of purpose, he found himself enrolling in a quiet university to maybe get a degree in psychology or some other -ology. Tuition was free thanks to his four year service, and nothing was really holding him back, so he just decided to full on commit and live in the dorms.

Maybe communal living would help the assimilation process.

Nico had expected a roommate who talked little to him and minded his own business because Nico could get scary. What he did not expect was a boy the human equivalent of a Labrador retriever who only ceased to be quiet when he slept throwing paper planes at the ceiling and asking about the meaning of shades of the same color in different contexts.

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Cursed 8: Dear Chat

The long awaited chapter- in celebration of the end of the ML blackout enjoy!


The inferno that killed the love of Marinette’s life had occurred over a week ago. There were warrants for Marinette’s arrest in just about every province in existence. Marinette’s cottage was destroyed and there was no possible way she could go home to her parent’ place. With pictures of her face posted on just about every tree and building Marinette could hardly show her face. As an alternative Marinette found a charm to cast on herself to disguise her identity. She had found it in a spell book filled with good luck charms- they reminded her of Tikki, her personal good luck charm who unfortunately had not made it out of the fire. As a testament to her long lost friend her disguise had a red and black polk a dotted theme. Once the charm took effect she stole off into the night on a broomstick she had re-appropriated from the school.

Since becoming the masked Ladybug Marinette had gone into hiding. In her free time she practiced her magic. Now and again when she was low on supplies she would sneak back on campus to ‘borrow’ food or bottles, or books. She slept in the trees, her stuff tied above the ground and hidden amongst the leaves. It made her difficult to find as well as improved her levitation and broom skills.

“Dear Chat, today wasn’t so bad. Well I shouldn’t say that, every day without you is bad but at least today I wasn’t chased by anything. My broom skills have gotten better, today I did a black flip of my broom and it came back around to catch me. I wish you had been there to see it. You probably would have laughed. I miss your laugh,” Ladybug sighed as she rolled over on the little mattress she had perched onto two thick branches. She looked towards the levitating pen and leather bound notebook she had ‘borrowed’ from the school. She wrote to Chat every day. It was her way of coping.

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jdmtoyotasupra1998  asked:

What are your tips on college and life

Some of these kind of overlap so I’ll put asterisks next to tips that work for both.


  • Do what you enjoy. If you hate science then don’t do pre-med or nursing. Just because it pays well or that’s what everyone else is doing doesn’t mean you have to. I’ve had so many friends drop pre-med because they hated it.
  • Be nice to your professors and speak up in class. I’ve had classes where I didn’t participate and classes where I did. Guess which ones I enjoyed more and did better in? Also, building a close relationship with your professors will help you get letters of recommendation and other perks. I have a professor who I’ve taken two courses with now and I might end up babysitting for her next year.
  • After a couple of semesters, you’ll start to recognize people from classes in your major/minor. Be friends with those people.
  • *Clean your room once a week. Wipe down counters, throw old food out, vacuum, change your sheets, etc. Nobody wants to live with a messy person and you’ll feel better too.
  • You’re gonna procrastinate. Just make sure you still leave enough time to possibly avoid mental breakdowns.
  • If you’re living on campus take advantage of the meal plan. I don’t care what anyone says, campus food isn’t that bad and it’s ten times better than ramen and mac and cheese every night.


  • *Every couple months get rid of junk you don’t use anymore. Cluttered drawers and closets mean a cluttered life.
  • Read books. You don’t have to read classic literature but pick up something. 
  • *Nobody else knows what they’re doing either and that’s ok.
  • *Make to-do lists. There’s satisfaction in being able to cross things off a list after completion. 
  • Download a step-counter app. I recommend Walk Against Humanity. It’s fun to see how much you’re walking every day and it’ll help you get moving even if you hate exercise. 
  • *Buy dry shampoo. You’re not going to want to wash your hair every day.

anonymous asked:

random q but how do u keep a budget as a student? im going to university starting in september nd im Fearful™ abt money

biggest three tips:

1. ACTUALLY STICK TO YOUR BUDGET. you should have a general idea of how much money you have coming in, and how much you need to spend on essentials. if you have $200 dollars coming in on friday, and you know you’re going to need to get groceries/pay utilities/buy a book don’t blow $70 going out on saturday. i have spreadsheets of about how money much i will make for a pay period, my average cost for groceries, how much i owe for rent/utilities/etc, how much i usually spend on gas, and then whatever’s leftover is what i allow myself to spend (i try to save like 20% but sometimes that doesn’t work out).

2. aldi is your friend. coupons are your friend. sales are your friend. events on campus with free food are your friend. generics are your friend. places with student discounts are your friend. sometimes things that are expensive… are worse.

3. if you’re going out, go to the bar with the drink specials that night. there’s no reason to spend $4 on a rum and coke at one bar when you can spend $2 on one at another. also if you’re going out PLZ TAKE OUT CASH NOT YOUR CARD. it’s soooo much easier to limit and budget your night if you’re using cash. say ‘i’m not spending more than $30 tonight,’ then take $30 out, and if you run out of cash, you’re done for the night.