10 Things College Students Say I Now Know To Be True

10 Things College Students Say I Now Know To Be True

Ahh college kids, they say the darnedest things.

The things I've heard college students say know no bounds. But damn are they relatable. Here's part two of things I've heard college students say that I now know to be true, one month later.

1. Communal bathrooms are just gross

When I first got here, I really thought they weren't that bad, but that's because everyone tries really hard in the beginning. Much like a relationship, the longer you spend in one place with the same people, the more you learn about them. It goes in cycles too; the week starts off relatively clean, but come the weekend, people just give up, and the bathroom becomes disgusting. You know how people say they freak out if they accidentally touch the shower walls? Yeah, that's real.

2. 10 P.M. to 2 A.M. is the most productive time in your life

I can just see the way my mom is going to cringe when she reads this, because she's always telling me that sleep is the most important thing to your health! She's not wrong, but you also gotta grind when you need to grind. And for some reason, 10 p.m. to 2 am is the one time during the day when I am awake and ready to tackle the world. Must be because at that time, the panic of not being done with my work sets in and I set into overdrive to get work done.

3. I'm perpetually tired

Gee, I wonder why.

4. College is a nonstop sprint

My brother told me this one. He said college is a nonstop sprint until winter break and then you get to jog a little and then you sprint again until summer break. I've never heard anything truer in my life. People always say, "life is a marathon, not a sprint," but they're wrong. The hard work at college is never-ending. Just when you finish one thing, another thing pops up and you're back to the grind. As such, it's incredibly important to find moments for yourself and to relax when you can. No one is Usain Bolt on the daily, so take it easy once in a while.

5. You're studying at 10 AM on a Saturday? Yeah, dude, I'm going out tonight. Ohhh gotcha.

Mhm, those days of lazy Saturdays are no longer a thing. You work hard, you play hard.

6. Sundays are catch up days

But of course, you don't actually get much done on those Saturday mornings. That's what Sundays are for. Throughout the week, you push assignments and essays off for the weekend, which become pushed off for Sunday, which leads to Sunday being the most productive day of your week. Yet somehow, you still feel like you're doing nothing but drowning.

7. College friends are like your family

On most days, you find yourself relying really heavily on your friends. The way that your family has your back, your college friends have your back. You can cry to them, share good moments with them. You really wouldn't survive college without them.

8. I got caught up watching Netflix lol sorry

The number of times I've been ready to go somewhere, was waiting for a friend and heard them say, "Sorry I was watching Netflix" is unreal. But also completely understandable. College, and life in general is difficult. Sometimes you just need a moment to yourself, and Netflix is a really great escape. So, it's okay. I forgive you guys for watching Netflix. Mostly because I've done it, too.

9. You get sick once, you're never going to be healthy again

Why is this so true? It's not fair. You get sick once, and it's game over, my friend. Be ready to fight a new illness every week. Be ready to consistently operate at less than 100% until the end of the semester when you can go home and actually recover. Cheering on your immune system ("You can do it little buddy! Keep fighting those germs!") is no longer weird.

10. #adulting

We're not adults yet, but it feels like it. I watch people going by, holding their laundry bags with a determined look on their face that just says #adulting. My friends are singing leases, talking about deposits, being very official, all while on speaker phone with their moms. #adulting. At the very least, college is a nice tether, letting you taste your freedom, letting you fly with a big safety net below you, so when you inevitably fail, you won't hurt yourself too bad.

Ahhh, college kids say the darnedest things. What a time.

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My life fell apart faster than a drunk dude approaching a Jenga stack.


BREAKING (not fake) NEWS: It's true, you have to hit your lowest before hitting your highest.

I want to share my lowest with you, and I'm almost ashamed to say it had nothing to do with the loss of both of my parents. I like to think I handled that like a warrior.

Turns out I didn't, and the hurt I've been burying from that hit me all at once, the same moment my life fell apart faster than a drunk dude approaching a Jenga stack.

My life flipped upside down overnight back in August. I had my heart broken shattered, lost two very important friendships that I thought were with me until the end, lost my 9-5 job, my health took a hit stronger than a boulder, and I was absolutely lost. For the first time, ever, I let go of the reigns on my own life. I had no idea how to handle myself, how to make anyone around me happy, how to get out of bed or how to even begin the process of trying to process what the f*ck just happened. I was terrified.

Coming from the girl who never encountered a dilemma she couldn't fix instantaneously, on her own, with no emotional burden. I was checked out from making my life better. So I didn't try. I didn't even think about thinking about trying.

The only relatively understandable way I could think to deal with anything was to not deal with anything. And that's exactly what I did. And it was f*cking amazing.

I went into hiding for a week, then went on a week getaway with my family, regained that feeling of being loved unconditionally, and realized that's all I need. They are all I need. Friends? Nah. Family. Only. Always.

On that vacation, I got a call from the school district that they wanted me in for an interview the day I come home. It was for a position that entailed every single class, combined, that I took in my college career. It was a career that I had just gotten my degree for three months before.

I came home and saw my doctor and got a health plan in order. I was immediately thrown into the month-long hiring process for work. I made it a point to make sunset every single night, alone, to make sure I was mentally caught up and in-check at the same exact speed that my life was turning. I was not about to lose my control again. Not ever.

Since August, I have spent more time with family than ever. I've read over 10 new books, I've discovered so much new music, I went on some of my best, the worst and funniest first dates, I made true, loyal friends that cause me zero stress while completely drowning me in overwhelming amounts of love and support, I got back into yoga, and I started that job and damn near fell more in love with it than I ever was for the guy I lost over the summer.

But most importantly, I changed my mindset. I promised myself to not say a single sentence that has a negative tone to it. I promised myself to think three times before engaging in any type of personal conversation. I promised myself to wake up in a good mood every damn day because I'm alive and that is the only factor I should need to be happy.

Take it from a girl who knew her words were weapons and used them frequently before deciding to turn every aspect of her life into positivity — even in the midst of losing one of my closest family members. I have been told multiple times, by people so dear to me that I'm "glowing." You know what I said back? F*ck yes I am, and I deserve to.

I am so happy with myself and it has nothing to do with the things around me. It's so much deeper than that, and I'm beaming with pride. Of myself. For myself.

I want to leave you with these thoughts that those people who have hurt me, left me, and loved me through these last couple of months have taught me

Growth is sometimes a lonely process.
Some things go too deep to ever be forgotten.
You need to give yourself the permission to be happy right now.
You outgrow people you thought you couldn't live without, and you're not the one to blame for that. You're growing.
Sometimes it takes your break down to reach your breakthrough.

Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

My god, it's so f*cking good.

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Personal growth is cultivated through successes and mistakes, beating yourself up over the latter is counterproductive to progress.


We've reached that point in time again where it seems that the general population in its entirety has recommitted to improving themselves with the start of a new year. While it's refreshing to have a renewed determination to eat better, be kinder, or achieve the goals you had attempted at last year, the beginning of a new year can also prove to be a source of anxiety. As many sit down to put their goals on paper in hopes of making them more attainable, it's all too easy to be bombarded by all of the reasons that ones' ambitions are beyond what that person is capable of.

Memories of past short-comings and words of self-deprecation uttered in moments of perceived failure are compounded by a general fear of the unknown for what the future holds. In my own experience, I've come to understand that the limits we place on our capacity for achievement, happiness, and growth are the direct results of not forgiving ourselves. So many goals are set with the intent to receive some form of external validation to indicate that the world has forgiven our flaws and deemed us worthy, but if we can't forgive ourselves and see our own worth, then how can we possibly expect anyone else to?

In the safety and comfort of your own imagination where you are free to envision your best self, living the life you have always hoped for, the only person that can condemn those ideas for being unrealistic is you. When we allow that sardonic voice from the back of our minds to inhibit our dreams, we permit that voice to embed itself in our conscious thoughts and put trust in our inadequacies rather than our capabilities.

For those who have yet to forgive themselves of their own trespasses, failures, and mistakes; the next time you have the thought to better yourself or your life and find it being attacked by memories of deficiency, do not concede to those assailants with the belief that you are incapable of becoming and achieving anything you choose. Instead of willing away those thoughts that remind us of what we are trying to grow from, face them, face your old self with forgiveness, and decide how you're going to become someone better because of who you were.

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