As we all know
(or have heard), college is a seriously hands-on-deck, time consuming
experience, no matter what you study. That’s not to say that it’s all
stress-inducing, all the time, but it requires a different kind of time
management and focus than what you’re used to in high school. The difficulty of
it all can sometimes be a little overwhelming/disheartening, which is why it is
always important to find different ways to stay motivated and on-task. Here are
some of the ways I keep myself going when I’m so close to quitting:
1. Picture the end-game: this is a classic. Whenever I’ve
studied so much that I’m close to tears, I remember my goals. Short-term first,
then long-term. I think, “Okay, no, you can’t give up because you told yourself
at the beginning of this semester that you wanted all A’s. You have to keep going
for those A’s.” and afterwards I follow it up with, “And why is it that you
want those A’s? Because you want to get into a kickass med school!”
2. Think about others/build expectations: sometimes, just thinking about yourself
isn’t enough. I have my slacker periods when I think “So what if I don’t do
well in this test? I’ve done well enough in others”, or “I’ll do better in the
next one”. I try to remember that I’m trying to build a relationship with the
professor during this class; it gives me an extra ‘oomph’. I may exaggerate that relationship sometimes, but
it helps to think that the professor is used to work of high caliber from you,
and that he/she expects you to do well. This one works well for me because I
don’t like disappointing people, and I take meeting expectations as a personal
3. Be competitive…with
yourself: don’t, I repeat, don’t compare yourself to others. You get
nothing out of it. If there’s something you learn from the studyblr community,
it’s that everybody learns and executes in a different way. Personally I’ve
found that competition in classrooms does not motivate me, because it’ll just end up making me feel bad whether I do
better or worse than others. But competing against myself? Much better. I try
to push myself to do a little better than I did last time, or start revising a little
earlier for the next test. When I compare my new results with older ones, it’s
a learning experience even if I don’t do better. It helps me understand myself
and my needs a little more.
4. Take a break: when people tell you that you can’t
stop or you won’t get everything done? THAT IS A LIE. A breather is necessary
as heck!!! If you’re feeling overwhelmed or anxious, you won’t learn as well or
be as productive than if you’re dedicated to your work. Sometimes I’m okay with
just a few minutes of closing my eyes and listening to a favorite piece
of music, other times I need something a little longer like a 20-minute episode
of The Office. I try not to let it extend much more than that though, because
from personal experience, the longer you put off starting up again, the harder it
Pro tip: I’ve been talking to first year medical students recently
to get advice for next August (for those of you who don’t know, I’ll be
beginning my medical studies then), and one of them told me, “Listen. Everyone
has their relaxation thing. I love hanging out and being with people, and
sometimes I’m so fixated on the fact that I can’t go out and have fun with my
friends because I’m stuck studying that I throw 3 hours away just staring at my
book. I’ve learned that it’s better to just get that thing you want to do out
of the way, and then go back and study. You’ll be happier and feel a lot better
than you did before.” (WITH DISCRETION, OBVIOUSLY)
5. Stationery: ah, yes, like most of you, I am
obsessed. Sometimes all it takes is just finding the perfect pen and paper for
what I have in mind to keep myself going.
6. Get involved in the studyblr community: at first, just observing to get ideas
about things you want to try is enough to give you an extra boost of
motivation, but when you feel like you’re starting to slack off again, try
getting involved. Try posting some of your own revision notes or stationery
pics! Honestly this community is one of the most warm and welcoming ones out
there, and it is super inspiring to get notes and messages from people all over
the world who encourage you to run that extra mile, do that extra work to reach
I hope this
serves as useful, and good luck studying to each and everyone of you. Aim high
and keep going!
yo does anyone know where i can find all of the emojis in high quality?? cause like you’ve prob noticed some are wicked blurry… i’ve been taking them from the wiki but some of them are a lot smaller so it makes it blurry :(
But listen!! The SNL stage is reputed for being tricky and hard to perform on, and Harry is going to sing Sign of the Times - which displays his great vocal range as well as his musical sensibility - there. I’M BEYOND PROUD
“(Y/N)!” Greenburg yelled and you jumped, turning wide eyed
until relief ran through you and you saw your friend and neighbour grinning at
“Hey, sorry I was…” You muttered and he shrugged tossing you
“Worried I was Theo out to get you?” He asked playfully which
made you blush. “Don’t worry he won’t get through me.” You froze when he
tripped over air and almost fell on his face.
“I’m so thrilled that you’re protecting me.” You giggled and
headed to the girls changing room.
You could feel Theo watching you from the stands. He never
left you alone for long and you could swear that even at night it felt like he
was there lurking nearby. Even when girls flocked around him he’d be looking at
you, often pushing them out of his way to hurry over to you only for you to run
“Can I hit him with a ball, I could do it… ok Danny could do
it.” Greenburg grumbled, glaring at Theo who glared right on back.
“You two will you pay attention, (Y/L/N) try and get past
McCall.” Coach yelled at you.
“Yes coach.” You mumbled
“Good luck.” Stiles whispered, sneaking forwards to grab you
by the waist and give you a shove as you pushed off which propelled you
forwards quick enough for Scott to underestimate where you were going.
“Better luck next time McCall.” You hooted and grinned,
tapping your helmet against Greenburg’s.
Once you were done with practise you headed to your locker,
glancing over at Theo’s where girls had swarmed around him, flirting and
laughing despite the fact that he’d fixed his eyes on you. He shook his head
when you quickly turned away, a panicked tightness set in your chest until
Greenburg came over to walk home with you.
“See you in a bit.” He called heading into his house which
was just next door.
“So, you two dating?” Theo asked making you yelp when you
turned to see him leaning against the other neighbour’s mail box.
“What’re you doing here?” You asked and shuffled towards
your gate, fumbling in your pocket for your keys so you could hurry to the
“I came to ask if you wanted dinner at my house… my Mom will
cook?” He looked at you expectantly, nodding in defeat.
“I have to go.” You mumbled and ran to the front door.
Three portraits are discovered in a hidden cellar in Paris, all three dating back from the nineteenth century. What’s weird is that the man in the portraits looks an awful lot like Enjolras. What’s weirder is that the paintings are all signed “R.”
“Remind me why anyone would choose
to watch what is considered to be the worst movie in history?”
Enjolras sat on the couch and balanced
a huge bowl of popcorn on his lap. Courfeyrac’s picks for movie night
were usually more mainstream and understandable. Well. As
understandable as romantic comedies could be, but at least they
didn’t require much brain activity. At least it allowed Enjolras to
switch off his brain and shove handfuls of popcorn into his mouth
while wondering how heteronormativity and dumb misunderstandings had
become such crowd-pullers.
“That’s because it’s an
experience!” Courfeyrac argued, slumping on the couch next to
Enjolras and seriously compromising the balance of the popcorn bowl.
“As your best friend, I just can’t let you die a Room virgin!”
“What’s so great about it,
“Everything! The acting is so bad!
It’s like… You know how people say that if you let monkeys in a
room full of typewriters the monkey would eventually end up rewriting
Shakespeare? Well switch the monkeys with aliens who only have a
vague idea of how human interactions work and you’ve got The Room!
It’s flipping fantastic!”
Enjolras shrugged. The enjoyment of
intrinsically bad media was beyond him.
“There are some really interesting
studies about trash movies and their ironical audience, actually,”
Combeferre chimed in as he joined them in the living room. He brought
heavy-looking pizza plates that he settled on the coffee table before
settling next to Courfeyrac. “Something about collectively
liking something so bad that it gets good.”
exclaimed, triumphant. “So sit back and brace yourself for this
He switched on the TV and started
rummaging through the pile of DVDs to find the right one.
Automatically, the first channel popped up on screen. The news were
still on and a generic news anchor looked at the three of them in the
“Wait,” Enjolras said before
Courfeyrac could switch on the DVD player.
“And tonight we come back on an
incredible discovering in Paris earlier today,” the news
anchor announced, “when three paintings were discovered in a
cellar in the Latin Quarter. The three works of art allegedly
date back from the nineteenth century and predate the Haussmanian
renovations of the capital. For more on this story, we go to Olivier
Barron in the Latin Quarter, Olivier?”
The three paintings
appeared on screen. Silence fell on the living room, leaving nothing
but the artificial chatter of the television. In his seat, Enjolras
turned to stone.
already rushed to title the works names such as ‘Apollo in Red’-”
That jaw line. That
nose. The same eye colour. Enjolras’ throat tightened. A cold shiver
ran down his spine.
Trying to get back into original posts!
Here are some quick class notes from today, we just started The Catcher in the Rye. I’m supposed to write a response to chapter five but I cannot find the motivation to do it.
“Now I have to admit I was a little disappointed by the lack of A’s on this paper,” your English teacher said as she paced the classroom, eyeing certain students who definitely didn’t get a high mark. “I thought the instructions I gave were well thought out and detailed, and I thought the grading scale was a little lenient and helpful to those of you who like to work on your papers the night before, not proofreading it before turning it in.” Her eyes lingered on Kevin who slouched at his desk.
“I would like to celebrate the one A+ on this assignment,” she said as she held up a stapled paper with Joey’s name on it.
You looked over at your boyfriend and smiled. He winked at you. Jughead rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
“Joey did a fantastic job pulling multiple similes and metaphors from Angela’s Ashes. He not only did the required amount, but he went above and beyond. This is what I’m talking about, people.” She eyed everyone playfully before handing Joey his paper. “Take note, everyone. If you have any questions on how to get an A+, I suggest you talk to Joey.”
“How badly did you have to suck up to Ms. Simpson to get her to give that speech?” You teased as the two of you walked out of class together once the bell rang.
Joey laughed. “What, you don’t have faith that I could get a good grade all on my own?” He kissed you.
“Nope,” said Jughead as he walked by and bumped into Joey’s shoulder, almost causing him to drop his books.
“Hey, watch it,” Joey called after him. Jughead didn’t turn back. He just continued walking down the hall. “What’s his problem?” Joey looked at you.
You are a profoundly busy college student juggling both school and work, so you haven’t had time to try Mystic Message Online - an incredibly popular virtual reality mmorpg - though you’ve heard your friend from school gushing about it basically non-stop since you met him. Said friend’s birthday is coming up though, and he’s ALWAYS wanted you to play MMO, so you decide that… hey, why not pick up a copy, level up a character a little, and then surprise him on his special day by telling him your screen-name so you can play together? It’d make him happy, and said friend is pretty cute, anyway. You can take a little bit of a break from work to have fun with him.
You go to the store and, by sheer chance, are awarded a special, milestone promotional code that will give you a number of rare items, along with a fully leveled character to try the game out with. Sounds great, right? You get home, launch the game, put on the special VR headset that makes everything feel so real, and put in you code.
after a flash of light, something weird happens.
You find that you’re logged into a max-level character with an inventory full of strange items, including a peculiar letter that you open up and read. All it says, in a loopy, elegant script, is you are the key that will unlock this world, and it promptly vanishes after you’ve read it, dissolving into particles that are carried off by the wind.
You don’t have much time to think about that, though, because you are IMMEDIATELY besieged by messages in the guild chat, one of them being from Miss Coffee.