first-year

Advice for High School Freshmen

Hello! I finished up my freshmen year and I’m now moving onto being a sophomore. I thought I’d write you some tips based on my experiences since school is already close for some people. 

First Day Advice:

First and foremost, relax! The first week is bound to be hectic but after that, everything goes relatively smoothly. Honestly, when I went to go to class on the first day, I ended up walking into three different classrooms before finding the right one. I had no idea where I was going and if I made one slight change in my commuting from class to class, I would be completely lost. But of course everyone else was doing the same thing-panicking and getting lost. 

Don’t panic if you don’t know where your classes are going to be! I’m not sure about other schools but at mine, in middle school you would tour the high school three times. Still after those three times, I could barely remember where the stairs were. I promise that after the first day, things can only improve from there. By a week later, I knew where all the important classes and some extra rooms were. 

Seniors may be dicks to you. At my school, this ‘treat freshmen horribly’ trend only lasted the first day. After that, as long as you don’t threaten to punch someone in the face, you’ll be fine. 

Different rules- most of which aren’t even followed. Middle school is by far the strictest when it comes to rules. By high school, most of the rules disappear. For example, you have to have a clear water bottle because you can only have water. You know those clear sparkling flavored waters? Those aren’t allowed. Supposedly, you can only have water in my high school, but 75% of the girls bring in Dukin coffees every day. Nobody really says anything unless you have a strict teacher. 

Academic Advice:

For the love of god, do your homework! It affects your grade a lot if you miss a bunch of assignments and get zeros. At the same time, if you miss only a handful of them for the whole semester, don’t stress cause it won’t ruin your grade. 

Do well on tests and all that jazz. Same as before: don’t bomb multiple tests and quizzes and expect a good grade. But if you get a few tests back that weren’t up to your standard, don’t worry. Also if your teacher allows it, retake it or do corrections. 

Balance your studying time. Again, you’ll have to try and find a happy medium. It’s good to over study rather than under study, but it can wear on you quickly. Don’t stay up studying ‘till midnight for three nights straight because you’ll feel awful in the morning. And make sure you study the correct information because all that time would be wasted if you take the test only to realize that it’s on nothing you prepared for. 

Self Care:

Sleep is so important. I’ve never been one to follow a strict sleep schedule and I would pay for that on some days. I’d recommend 7-8 hours each night but if you can get 9+ that’s even better. Only get less than 6 hours if absolutely necessary. 

Take a day out of your week to fully relax. Do whatever relaxes you. Take a long, hot shower or soak in the bath with candles and a bath bomb. Cook dinner for your family or bake a mug cake. Draw pretty pictures or doodle in your bullet journal. Sleep a little longer than normal or take a quick nap. Have your ‘me day’ be as important as acing that test. 

Have a daily routine to wash your face, whether it be in the morning to wake you up or in the evening to feel refreshed. You don’t even need a face wash, although I’d recommend one. Try and wash your face every day or every other day. Trust me, it feels nice. 

Friends, Family & Relationships:

Let’s be real, you’re probably going to lose a few friends. Drama is sprinkled everywhere in freshmen year. Between grades, relationships, family troubles and a bunch of other short-term problems, losing friends is something that’s likely to happen. Now don’t freak out, it’s not like your friends are going to leave you and drop like flies. Who knows, you may not lose any. The first year of high school is also a good chance to see who your friends really are. 

But at the same time, you’ll make a bunch of friends. Seriously. I’m quite the introvert and haven’t made any new friends in years but I think I made around five friends freshman year.

Don’t be afraid of older kids. For my computer class, I was the only 9th grader. There was only two 10th grader, one 11th grader and the rest of them were 12th graders. Honestly that was one of my favorite classes. I obviously didn’t belong in this group of mostly rowdy senior guys but they were all so nice to me. I later learned that that computer class was stupidly easy and was basically a study period where you got college credit for doing nothing.  

Relationships- tread carefully. I’ve been told multiple times not to date in high school but I still disagree. Be cautious of who you date. Seniors are a big no no. See, I liked a senior and he liked me back, but we both knew we shouldn’t date (he was 18, I was 15) and he was leaving for college soon. We didn’t date, but being friends was good enough. Also, judge their personalities. Falling for someone who is a bad person or is manipulating is going to make life so much harder for you. 

Random Advice:

Bring a water bottle every day to class

Have an emergency bag with a snack inside :)

Eat a little in between classes if you can 

Make your lunch light because you may not have a lot of time to eat

Have a planner!! 

Sit in the front or the middle of the classroom 

Make sure you always have a few pens/pencils with you

Try and have at least one friend in every class

Explore clubs and other extracurricular activities 

Participate if you feel comfortable doing so 

Learn to get over grudges and beef with others

You may miss your old middle school life, but learn that you have to move on 

Remember headphones for when the nice teachers let you use them

^ Bring an extra pair for your friends who don’t have any of their own

If you’re gonna screw up, then screw up now while you still have time

And finally, just relax and have fun

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Dinner at a Korean restaurant after rehearsals!  Yummy cheese dak-galbi (치즈 닭갈비)~  Ryoutarou was at dinner with them too, but he left early since he has his birthday event tomorrow.  

And for every single one of them that posted a photo of this dinner, Ken-chan replied to all of their tweets going, “That must have been nice~” because he really loves Korean food.

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Things Newlyweds Experience

Three years of marriage is quickly approaching and I find myself looking back at my first year of marriage. Not focusing on my relationship; rather on myself, my thoughts, and overall mental state at that time.

Things we don’t talk about: loneliness.

When I got married I was super excited. Marriage is such big deal so everything about it was exciting, new, and most importantly halal. I didn’t expect much from marriage. Prior to getting married I didn’t dream about what marriage life would be like, I kind of just went with the flow.
The first two months were amazing. I had a two part wedding and my husband took off two weeks of work so it was just us.
After a couple of months, the excitement of being a newlywed kind of blew out and I started to feel very lonely. My husband worked long hours, I was away from family, I didn’t know anyone, and I had no job. I stayed home all alone everyday. It was extremely lonely.
If you would have asked me three years ago how I felt I would have told you I couldn’t be happier, but now that I am happier and can tell you it was a little depressing. What added to this struggle was my marriage being arranged and not really knowing my husband. I would ask myself questions like “am I really his type” “am I really what he wants” “does he really like me” etc..
I didn’t know how to properly express myself and my emotions so I kept everything in; which made it worse. When they said the first two years are the hardest I thought that meant arguing but it doesn’t. Well at least for me it didn’t.
It meant spending the first year adjusting to my new life, and learning about myself. The second year taking that knowledge and expressing my emotions in a healthy way, and this third year enjoying how close my husband and I have gotten.

Alhamduilah

mskestrel  asked:

I've wanted to be a teacher for years now, but I have all these thoughts like "you're going to be miserable" "these kids wont respect you" "youre not gonna have any money" "theyre gonna be awful brats who ignore you for their phones" "you could do better"... do these ever go away? Are they true? I know these aren't really questions you can answer, but can you give me advice go help me know if it's the right path for me?

Hello @mskestrel,

In the words of Hozier, two of these demons you can’t really tame, just keep them on a leash. The “You Could Do Better” demon will live inside your brain forever, a constant, little goblin banging pots and pans all day and all night. That demon is really Impostor Syndrome, it’s a direct response to the constant attacks and criticisms of our profession from those who have no clue about it. You will know this intellectually, yet the pots and pans will continue with a clang. 

“The Never Having Money” Demon is just a statistical truth. Teachers are severely underpaid, even when think-tanks try to compare state-to-state salaries while ignoring the cost of living differences…etc. “A starter salary in Chicago Public Schools is 50K A YEAR?!?” yells some enraged sentient potato on the Chicago Tribune page, ignoring that advancement is incredibly slow, furlough days are a tough reality and Chicago’s cost of living is through the roof. Yeah, you’re going to be broke most of the time, but it can be done, and millions of teachers do it every year. Plenty of educhums in this Tumblr community have written extensively on the subject, continue reaching out! 

Now for the rest of these demons, THESE demons can be exorcised with some skill. Kids are kids, and have been kids forever. There’s graffiti on the ruins of the Coliseum amounting to “I f**ked someone’s mom here.” Give them the space to be kids, and POOF, demon gone. How much do we hate it when our parents complain about us? It’s cyclical, and I promise you, kids are no better or no worse than they have ever been. 

You might be miserable, but like I tell the kids, school (and education in general) is largely what you make of it. As much as this metaphor makes me cringe, I would check out this Cult of Pedagogy post from a few years ago. Find and do what you enjoy in teaching and let those aspects of the job be your “north star.” For me, it’s asking the kids every single Monday how their weekends went, and allowing that class time for them to share, I lose about 20 minutes of instructional time every Monday but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. 

However, there’s another way to fight the “miserable” demon; you quit teaching. I know that sounds harsh, and the media are filled with examples of “teachers who just never gave up!!!!!” This of course makes teachers who do leave the profession look like quitters and failures. I went through college with numerous (I’m talking 10-15) people who nearly completed their entire four-year college experience getting psyched to teach and get in a classroom, and left the education program a month in to student teaching realizing it just wasn’t for them after all. 

When people feel miserable, they spread it and it can bog an entire school’s culture down. The teacher’s lounge becomes this sinister dark cloud full of other people’s demons. I can tell you that you won’t be miserable 100% of the time, but will it be 30%? 64.8%? I don’t know. You will have to figure out what percentage you’ll be willing to accept as you move forward. POOF, demon gone.

All that to say, I have no idea if it’s the right path for you, only you do. You will be broke, but kids will be kids. They will be infuriating and imaginative and hopeful and angry and kind. Every teacher you ever had wrestled with these same demons on a near daily basis. Because, under the mask that most of the demons wear, it’s really about doing what is best for those who are placed in your charge. Always be questioning, and self-reflecting, but don’t let the demons hold up the mirror.

-WCT 

Guess who’s going back to school this year??

Hint: It’s me!

I got my acceptance letter from my university a few minutes ago letting me know I’d been accepted to their induction program. Which is fancy words for I was accepted to their program that lets me clear my teaching credential. I’m super happy to be getting this done.

This is the last year my university is offering a one year program to clear the credential. As of all of the following years, it’ll be a two year program. Dodged THAT bullet!! Whew!

Clearing my credential, then next stop, grad school! Yuckkk.

I’m equal parts very happy and upset about this. I’m very happy to get into this program and officially being done getting my credential. Yet, I’m also dreading the fact that I am going back to school. I actually hate going to school and it is one of my hugest sources of anxiety.

And so continues the chronicles of the teacher who hates being a student.

reflecting on 1st year of uni

what i nailed

- i made friends who i enjoy the company of and really care about me
- i passed first year
- attended at least 80% of lectures and all tutorials
- at least attempted all homeworks
- found an awesome house to live in next year
- joined societies, including being on debating society’s committee
- survived a break up
- didn’t fall out with my flatmates even though they really annoyed me
- cooked for myself pretty much every night
- loved myself again

what i can improve on

- be more patient with people you love, it’s not a big deal that the kitchen is not immaculate or if they nick your vodka sometimes
- keep my desk and room tidy 
- exercise more
- mastering course content early on so i avoid cramming at exam season
- bringing back structure in my routine

- i invite you all to do the same thing
- srsly think about all the good things you have done this year
- it can be as “small” as getting up and getting dressed in the morning :) 

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A father chronicled his son’s first year–from being born three months premature through his first birthday.

It’s just amazing to me what modern medicine can do with such little babies.