Time management, man. It's the one thing that they tell you when you ask a college student how they survive college, and it's also the HARDEST thing about college (besides paying for it).

I am a pre-medical studies/psychology major with a Spanish minor, I have 17 credits, a job in my university admissions office and a mentoring position for freshmen students, international liaison (for the second year and I still have to spell-check it) for my sorority, president of a suicide-prevention group, a member of the LBGTQ-alliance group, and a writer for Odyssey.

On top of that, I do my brother's taxes and FAFSA and make sure he's doing what he needs to do to alleviate stress from my mom, which is where I got my intensity for doing things right while always having too much to do.

ON TOP OF THAT, I have a relationship which needs love and care and time to grow, friendships that need constant attention or I feel like a bad friend, and accepting the fact that my mom has a boyfriend (always a struggle) even though I like him, and keeping my physical and mental health hanging on by a thread.

ON TOP OF THAT, I'm expected to write a thoughtful article every week to keep my membership to my only current creative outlet and I'm on two strikes. Three strikes—you're kicked out!

So here I am heating up my curling iron, typing this on my bathroom counter because I have to attend a formal event in 45 minutes to potentially get money for the organization that I'm the President of, and I don't even want to go. I'm going to be doing homework all weekend and still force time for two sorority events and have a date with my sweetheart.

Here I am, Odyssey, not always so put together, scrambling for time to breathe, and over-using commas because I LIKE LISTS.

I'm checking 'write an article so you don't get kicked out' off. I don't have time to be creative.