5 Signs That The Library Is Your Second Home

5 Signs That The Library Is Your Second Home

If it's a 24-hour library, you've made full use of each of those hours.

The library is a great place for college students to escape the hustle and bustle on campus. With its quiet and studious environment, you can finally get your homework and exam prep done. If you're like me, though, you might be spending a bit more time there that you should be. Here are 5 signs that the library is your second home:

1. You have a favorite spot

Desks can get filled up fairly fast, but nevertheless, you still have a favorite area to study at. Whether that is the quiet corner of the top floor or a more relaxed space at the cafe, you've figured out what works for you.

2. You know the regulars

It's Tuesday evening so the guy that listens to music too loud will be sitting here, the girl who is always studying until 2 a.m. will be sitting there, and the guy that falls asleep after studying for an hour will be sitting--or sleeping--right over there.

3. You can tell when people come for the first time just to study for finals

Finals time is when even the usually empty areas of the library become packed to the brink. Sadly, it's not hard for you to separate the newcomers from the regulars. They're welcome to join the club, as long as they don't take your favorite seat-- or fill up all the seats, for that matter.

4. You've eaten plenty of meals in the library

If there is a cafe there, you know the menu. If you don't have a dining plan, then you pack your meals to eat at there because you know that you'll be studying there for quite some time. Just please don't be that person who chews and crunches loudly nonstop.

5. You know exactly when the library opens and closes

If it's a 24-hour library, you've probably been there at each of those hours at one point or another. It probably seems like you spend more time at the library than you do in your dorm or ultimately anywhere else. After all, it is basically your second home.

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To The Teacher Who Was So Much More

Thank you for everything

I think it's fair to say that most people remember at least one teacher who had a lasting impact on them. I have been incredibly lucky to have several teachers who I will never forget, but one individual takes the cake. So here's to you: thank you for all you have done.

Thank you for teaching me lessons not just in the textbook.

Although you taught a great lecture, class was never just limited to the contents of the course. Debates and somewhat heated conversations would arise between classmates over politics and course material, and you always encouraged open discussion. You embraced the idea of always having an opinion, and always making it be heard, because why waste your voice? You taught me to fight for things I believed in, and to hold my ground in an argument. You taught me to always think of others before doing and speaking. You showed me the power of kindness. Thank you for all the important lessons that may not have been included in the curriculum.

Thank you for believing in me.

Especially in my senior year, you believed in me when other teachers didn't. You showed me just what I could accomplish with a positive and strong attitude. Your unwavering support kept me going, especially when I melted into a puddle of tears weekly in your office. You listened to my stupid complaints, understood my overwhelming stress-induced breakdowns, and told me it was going to be okay. Thank you for always being there for me.

Thank you for inspiring me.

You are the epitome of a role model. Not only are you intelligent and respected, but you have a heart of gold and emit beautiful light where ever you go. You showed me that service to others should not be looked at as a chore, but something to enjoy and find yourself in. And I have found myself in giving back to people, thanks to your spark. Thank you for showing me, and so many students, just how incredible one person can be.

Thank you for changing my life.

Without you, I truly would not be where I am today. As cliche as it sounds, you had such a remarkable impact on me and my outlook on life. Just about a year has passed since my graduation, and I'm grateful to still keep in touch. I hope you understand the impact you have made on me, and on so many other students. You are amazing, and I thank you for all you have done.

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To Every Senior Scared Of College Rejection, Know That The Future Isn't Set In Stone

It's a scary thought to ponder upon, but one that every senior worries about — the fear that everything you worked for and studied for will not go as you expected.


It's the day. You marked it on your calendar, and all of your friends wait for your text message commemorating what is hopefully good news. It's the day a college decision comes out. You pull out your laptop, sit in silence and can hear your heart pounding. The screen loads as you finish typing your login information and await your fate. What's the decision going to be? Accepted? Maybe.

But, your secret fear: what if the screen says something else? What if it says anything but the word you've been dreaming about and silently yearning for? What if it says rejected? Or deferred? Or waitlisted?

It's a scary thought to ponder upon but one that every senior worries about — the fear that everything you worked for and studied for will not go as you expected.

That feeling is scary but also annoying. I know I shouldn't place my value upon a college rejection, that when one door closes another door opens. I know all of these somewhat cliche yet crucial mantras, and yet, my heart aches. I worry I'm not ready for the decision, whatever it may be. The next four years of my life, the culmination of my high school efforts, will all be summarized in the oh-so ominous yet awaited email: an update has been posted to your application portal.

Before my mind wanders into the unforgiving realm of paranoia, however, I have to stop myself. I know that worrying will not change the outcome, that regardless of whether I'm deeply despondent or joyful, the result is the same. I know that all of us are so much more than an application can capture, that no matter what college we go to, we are capable of success and having the future of our dreams. I know that life goes on, and if anything, I'm excited for what's next.

Even if we face the sting of rejection, I know that good things will come in the future. And while the wait is annoying, it only comes when we don't give up. We need to accept that while we cannot control what comes or where we go, we can take our futures into our own hands and avoid being defined by our rejections.

The college process has been confusing and enlightening and intimidating, but all the while, I look forward to the results, regardless of whatever word they have waiting for me.

If the result is what I want, that's amazing. If it's not, that's amazing in a different kind of way. While cliche, I'll remind myself that when one door closes, another one opens.

So long as I'm willing to open it.

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