10 Ways I Learned To Love Centennial Campus And Make It My Home

10 Ways I Learned To Love Centennial Campus And Make It My Home

What every resident at Wolf Village knows.
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When I chose to live at Centennial, I had done no prior research on the layout of State's campus since I was transferring in as a Junior. I knew I wanted to live somewhere on-campus so that I could get a feel for the school's environment. I went to the University Housing website, saw that the apartment was on-campus and looked nice, so I signed up! Little did I know that my department (yay Humanities!) was on North Campus and I had chosen the furthest on-campus living option from all of my classrooms.

This whole year has been a learning process. After nine months, I can say that I have finally adjusted to the Centennial Campus culture. Here are some of the things I have learned about Centennial and have come to love about it.

1. It is really calm, like, weirdly calm


Walking through Centennial Campus at night, you can hear every movement of the breeze, the birds, and the trees. After spending a few nights on Main Campus this year, I was happy to have my quiet little place on Centennial to get away from the craziness of Main Campus and the city.

2. All of Wolf Ridge's residences definitely requested a bus stop in the transportation survey that was sent out at the end of last semester


And we all definitely rejoiced when we came back in January to see a new bus stop outside of Innovation. Now we don’t have to walk all the way down to the Hunt Library stop, and it’s a blessing to all of our tired legs.

3. Those of us who have to go to Main Campus have to plan our whole day around our "commute"


It is ridiculous how much time I spend every day getting from my apartment to class. I tell myself that I am commuting into the city for work and coming back to the suburbs in the evening like a big person to make the situation more bearable. Yes, it does take that long.

4. Wolf Ridge is full of Engineering students.

We also have a lot of International Students, which is really cool because you get to hear multiple languages being spoken every day! No, I don’t eavesdrop on people’s conversations trying to figure out what they are saying.

5. Looking up at those grad school balconies like


On some really nice mornings, it is hard to tell if I am at a really nice beach hotel or at school. The layout of the apartments, the beach volleyball net, and the breeze coming off the lake just make it feel like I am at the beach. Or…is it just me?

7. The Oval is underrated and should be open for dinner


I mean- sometimes I want chicken tenders for dinner and don't want to have to go to the store and make them myself. Main Campus has Talley for dinner, can't we have the Oval?

8. Speaking of the Oval...


Is anyone else extremely sad to walk by the construction at The Oval right now? I liked seeing the open field of grass. It was a great place to see the Eclipse, play some soccer, enjoy the sun! It is going to be missed over the next two years!

9. Finding the Lake


When I found the Lake Raleigh and the greenway, I was so excited. It is a great spot to get away from everything and enjoy nature! However, I am always disappointed that I don't have time to use it as much as I would like to.

10. Hunt Library


Living on Centennial is all worth it in the end because you have the coolest library on campus (in the state? country?) in your backyard. It makes late night study sessions more bearable knowing that your bed isn't that far away. And, there never seems to be anything that you can't discover at Hunt, so boredom is never an option on Centennial!

Cover Image Credit: Allison Mallory

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I Ghosted My Old Self For 5 Months In An Effort To Reevaluate My Life

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

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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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Becoming Kinder To Myself

My biggest bully is my own mind and I'm sick of being the victim.

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I've always known how important self-love is, but I've only recently realized the depths of what it means. For me, the hardest part about loving myself is the fact that I've been conditioned to hate myself. I say the meanest things in my head and constantly try to tear myself down. While I am confident in the person I am, I don't think I love myself in the way I need to.

It's 2019, and I've decided it's going to be the year of me. This year, I will fall in love with myself. I will stop thinking I am the problem. I will stop letting my worries get in my way. I am constantly motivating my friends and encouraging them to do whatever is necessary to make themselves happy.

So, why haven't I been doing that for me?

I show kindness to everyone I meet, but perhaps I am the one who needs my kindness the most. I'm never going to get what I want if I feel as though I don't deserve it. I'm never going to achieve my goals if I don't think I have the ability to do so.

I would never kick someone when they're down, so this year, I'm going to start applying that to myself. The negative thoughts will come and go, but it's time that I stop feeding them. I see myself negatively, and the only way that's going to change is if I fight it with a lot of positivity.

Self-love is more than being confident in your own skin; it's being kind to yourself and treating yourself right. I always feel like my mind controls me, but it's time to start controlling my mind. My mind is going to become a place of positivity and encouragement, and it all starts with simply replacing my thoughts that stem from hatred to thoughts that come from love.

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