Never Take A Full-Course Load In College

Never Take A Full-Course Load In College

"If you really think you want to take the maximum amount of credits for a semester, be sure to think it over carefully."

I switched my major at the beginning of this school year, so I felt ridiculously behind when it came to my progress in both my major and minor. But I was determined to still graduate on time. So, for this spring semester, I decided to take 18-credits worth of classes. For my school, this is the most credits you can take in a semester without filling out a special form, and it translates to six classes. However, I thought it wouldn't be too bad. Yes, it would be a lot of work, but I would survive.

I totally underestimated taking 18-credits in one semester. It was an awful decision, and I would not recommend it to anyone else, no matter how far behind they feel or how confident they feel about it.

This semester was by far the most stressful period I've experienced in my entire life. I just didn't realize how much time it ate up to have to attend six classes, which for me meant three classes on Monday and Wednesday, three classes on Tuesday and Thursday, and one class on Friday. I'm not one to skip class, but when five of your six classes have a mandatory attendance policy, it makes you feel a bit trapped. While my other friends had decent sized breaks between their classes so that they were able to work on schoolwork throughout the day, I didn't. My classes were for the most part back-to-back-to-back. Originally I thought it would be nice to cluster all my classes together instead of dragging it out, but I was quickly re-thinking that a few weeks into the semester.

Obviously, all of these classes demanded much outside of the classroom as well. Two of my classes were group project-oriented, which meant allocating time outside of class for group meetings. Two of my classes were extremely heavy on reading, and the other two had exams every couple of weeks. Here I was, someone who was used to juggling many things at once, finally stretched too thin. By the time I realized that I had too much on my plate and that my course load was threatening my sanity, it was too late to drop any of my classes and I was stuck with the schedule I had ambitiously created for myself.

Becuase I was constantly doing schoolwork, I look back at this semester and realize that I did not have much time to enjoy myself. To enjoy the college experience. To hang out with friends. To relax. Even if I wasn't doing schoolwork, I was constantly in a state of stress and irritability. I got angry at the smallest things and would break out in tears just because I was so overwhelmed. I wasn't able to dedicate myself to things as much as I wanted to because I simply didn't have the time. I know that we tend to romanticize the stressed out college student who has to drink five cups of coffee and stay up until 2 a.m. to write a 20-page-paper, but we really shouldn't. Life demands hard work, but it shouldn't take over your entire life like this. And especially not when you're still so young.

This was my fourth semester in college, and it was definitely my worst. I never realized how much stress can impact the body and the mind until I experienced a full-course load. If you really think you want to take the maximum amount of credits for a semester, be sure to think it over carefully. Because even though it might seem necessary at the time, it's not worth sacrificing your sanity and happiness.

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Lately, I have seen so many people going off on social media about how people shouldn't be upset with mothers breastfeeding in public. You know what? I disagree.

There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

There is nothing wrong with feeding your baby. It's something you need to do, it's a part of life. But there is definitely something wrong with thinking it's fine to expose yourself to the entire world while doing it. Nobody wants to see it. Nobody cares if you're feeding your kid. Nobody cares if you're trying to make some sort of weird "feminist" statement by showing them your boobs.

Cover up. Be modest. Be mindful. Be respectful. Don't want to see my boobs? Good, I don't want to see yours either. Hard to believe, I know.

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I Never Wanted To Go To College

I never wanted to go to college, but I stayed because I learned some things along the way - who knew.


I went because it's what the family expected from me. It's a step towards a successful career path. And obviously because it's a natural progression from high school. But deep down I never wanted to go because I really found no reason to be there.

In my view if you weren't going into traditional career fields, going to college was an expensive long shot. I was also careful to pay attention to all the people that attended college only to work in fields different from what they originally studied.

I was wary but didn't care so I don't put much thought into it. I applied to a handful of schools and attended the one that was more convenient. Once there I found the whole process disheartening.

I relied heavily on financial aid and felt the interaction and choices I was making were more transactional then enriching. It was just like high school again. Go to class take notes, read the book take the test, rinse and repeat until you get the degree.

That was until I fell into a philosophy class that was really challenging. It was challenging in a way that I hadn't been experienced in a while. I was having trouble understanding the material but desperately wanted to learn it. I read books over and over until the concepts were crystal clear. It also helped that I had a teacher who was passionate about the subject as well.

It kind of changed my whole approach to picking classes. Sure I'd visit the advisors and get their take on how to follow the quickest path to graduation. But I also wanted to be intentional with my course selection and take classes where I would learn as much as I could in topics that interested me.

Whether or not they fit my major. That's the only thing that made going to school worth it. Learning topics that change how I approach life and challenged my thinking. Then I was growing intellectually and not just checking boxes for a degree.

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