Things I learned during my first weekend at college
Your parents will hover like crazy and try to help you unpack when you move in. They mean well, but if you’re overwhelmed don’t be afraid to kick them out for a bit.
Don’t ask your RA what bars to hit up in town (like one girl from my floor actually did)
Check your e-mail five times a day, your professors might be sending out syllabi or other helpful/important stuff ahead of time.
You will cry at least once while buying textbooks from the campus bookstore that you couldn’t find used on Chegg (sidenote: use Chegg)
Your dining hall probably has pizza available for every meal. Don’t eat pizza for every meal.
Even if you hated salads your entire life, you will learn to love them so that, you know, you don’t eat pizza for every meal.
Check your dining hall hours online. Some of them close between meals.
Leave your door open or do random Internet browsing in the floor lounge if you want to meet more people.
At least one of your posters will constantly fall down no matter how many 3M command strips you use.
A lot of campus events are lame. A lot of them are not. Go to as many of them as you can anyways to meet more people.
If you need time to yourself, take it. You’ll make friends eventually without having to hang out with them constantly.
Don’t expect to become BFFs with everyone you meet, and don’t expect to become best friends over your first weekend.
If you’re standing if a long period of time, bend/relax your knees every so often. If you keep them locked, you might trigger a nerve in your body that causes you to pass out (this may or may not have happened to me on my second day, oops)
Carry an umbrella if there is the slightest chance of rain. Carry one even if there isn’t, just in case.
Carry a sweater or hoodie always.
Pokemon Go is lit on college campuses; every single building is a gym or pokestop and there are lures everywhere. Plus, your eggs hatch in no time because you’re walking everywhere.
It’s okay to eat alone in a dining hall; either no one will care or someone will sit at your table and strike up a conversation.
If you really, really don’t want to eat alone, literally just knock on someone’s door in your hall. If they don’t want to go with you, try someone else. Chances are, someone else might be hungry, too or at least willing to walk over with you.
Come up with a roommate agreement. Decide when you’re cleaning, sharing policy, guest policy, light and noise preferences, etc.
If there is a massive involvement fair on campus, research some clubs online so you know what to look for. Otherwise you’ll be overwhelmed in two seconds.
Join a group chat with people on your floor or in the same area of study as you, it’s super helpful for general information.
Ask everyone you talk to to add you on Snapchat.
Simple things like taking out the trash or doing laundry will suddenly feel very overwhelming.
You learn a lot of stuff from being in college for only three days and not even taking any classes.
A space station probably wasn’t the ideal
place to be on the run from the Empire.
But then again, you don’t have much
choice when you’re a convicted criminal.
Jyn had only docked an hour ago, having
bought herself passage on a cargo ship with stolen money (it was some garbage
Corellian ship, but it had done the job and the owner had asked no questions)
and already, her image was everywhere. She had seen not only the space station
security sharing holographs of her, but rumours were spreading that an Imperial
ship was also on its way. This was a mistake. A terrible mistake. She could
hide, but they would find her, they always found her, she had to run –
Everything had gone wrong after the last
time they had met. She had been so stupid to think that she could simply escape
the city undetected. She’d thought she could just slip through the shadows and
meet Cassian once more, the two of them then blasting off together into eternal
sunsets and bliss. In reality, Jyn had fought hard, fought until her mouth
bled, but they had still caught her. She had told him that they would meet on
the other side, but instead she had been dragged away in cuffs, a blaster wound
in her shoulder.
She had spent seven months in Imperial
prison before she had managed to break out.
no one is talking about baze malbus calling jyn “little sister” and this is distressing to me because i love the idea of him and chirrut basically adopting this smol fighty person with abandonment issues just because chirrut really likes her. consider:
“baze, i know you like to think you call the shots around here, but i like this one and we’re keeping her.”
“you’re crazy we don’t have time to attach ourselves to a random person you met on the street 5 minutes ago”
but chirrut just keeps walking after them until baze is like “Well Damn, Looks Like I’m Stuck With This Blind Fool Again” and that’s how jyn erso found her 2 dads
“Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently – they’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.” (Steve Jobs)
Camila's Boy Craze Phase: They Think We're the Crazy Ones
“ Here goes the crazy CS denying Camila is straight ”…“When will guys get it? She likes boys.”…“ Camren was never real. Camila is obviously straight.” …“I want find a Latin boy to fall in love with.” …“I want to marry a Latin boy.” …“there were so many hot boys today.”
I’ve heard the snarky comments and the accusations of disillusion. I’ve read and heard Mila’s comments about boys and her dream being able to fall in love with one and settled down. I can only speak for myself. I would never deny anyone’s right to be happy with whom they choose to be happy with. That totally negates the whole purpose for this blog. But I have to say, folks are acting like we drew these conclusions on our own. Like we haven’t watched Mila be the gayest member of 5H until Lauren’s coming out. 😩 Like she hasn’t repeatedly denied the inclusion of boys when being interviewed…e.g. “Boys suck”…“ fall in love with a bad boy…or bad whatever.”…“why do you assume its a boy?” …“moving on ain’t gotta be about no boy”…etc…those words also came out of her mouth. And her actions well…I mean we all watched her lust after Lauren for years and vice versa. I mean you’re here for a reason too…at some point Camren pulled you in. Whether you still believe or have completely changed your mind, don’t act like you never once questioned Mila’s sexuality. Now I’m not saying she can’t find a boy and fall in love. That is between Mila and her heart but don’t act like those of us who still have faith in Camren are making up some fairytale based on nothingness. Mila’s sexuality is her business. But there is no denying Lauren was/is special to her. I have a few friends who were “gay for a particular girl” when that didn’t work out they went back to boys…all but one have a girlfriend now. All I’m saying is Mila is young and she is still trying to figure herself out. And she should be afforded that opportunity. So no, we should not force a gay image on her…the same way those of you who don’t believe she is gay shouldn’t force a hetero-normative image on her. Because one thing I am certain of…Love will find its way…it always does.
They had walked in behind the cemetery and through the woods surrounding it until they finally arrived at their destination: an abandoned playground. To anyone else it would have been just a rusty pile of garbage and a free trial for tetanus, but Salem knew exactly why he wanted to show her this. “This looks… exactly like our park.” She smiled at him. “How did you find this place?”
“I just wandered back here one day. Crazy, right? I guess it makes sense, the Hollow was a real town at some point.” He took her hand in his. “I used to spend a lot of time here… this is where I was when I decided to come look for you at prom.” He laughed, realizing how cheesy he’d become since he got her back. He just couldn’t help it. “I would’ve gotten you an actual present, I swear, but…you know.”