10 Lies Teachers Told You About College

10 Lies Teachers Told You About College

"High school is the best time of your life."


Throughout my twelve years of school, teachers made a lot of assumptions about college and the future. Thankfully, most of the things we were told are lies and college is not nearly as intimidating as they made it out to be.

1. You need to know cursive

Elementary school teachers made it seem like you wouldn't be able to communicate with people unless you knew cursive. Outside of signing my name, I haven't used cursive since.

2. MLA format

MLA format was drilled into our heads in high school because it was supposed to prepare us for the future. The only problem with that is college professors want all your papers in APA format and of course, we were never taught that.

3. Professors won't remind you about due dates

High school teachers stopped telling us when things were due because supposedly, that is what would happen in college. I don't know about you but between emails, canvas/blackboard notifications, and the syllabus, most of my professors remind me of due dates more than any high school teacher ever did.

4. Lectures will only be verbal

Thank God this isn't true. High school teachers made it seem like lectures were constant talking and if you missed something, there was no going back. Not only do all my professors have powerpoints to accompany their lectures, but they also post the slides online in case you missed something.

5. No attendance

This is one lie that I wish was true. Unfortunately, most of my professors take attendance as a big part of the final grade. It doesn't matter what your excuse for not making class is, you'll still miss points.

6. No snow days

For the most part, colleges rarely have snow days. If you're a midwest college student however, this winter has probably given you a few days off. Even if the whole campus doesn't close down, you might get lucky and have classes cancelled anyways.

7. There's no extra credit

College professors give way more extra credit opportunities than I ever had in high school. Plus, if your professor really likes you, they might boost your grade at the end of the semester for no reason which is always a nice surprise.

8. College professors are more strict

I don't know about you but I never had a high school teacher show up in blue jeans, ask me to call him/her by their first name, and swear in class.

9. The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell

The worst thing that's happened to me in college is finding out that the definition of the mitochondria is a whole lot more complicated than that.

10. You can't procrastinate in college

Some of my best work has been done the day the assignment is due. Should you procrastinate? Probably not. But can you? Absolutely.

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.

Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.

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Why Do My Parents Hate Me?

My entire life I've believed that my parents loved me, but I recently came to a shocking revelation revealing that all to be a lie.


Wow, so okay, a long time ago when I was a young senior in high school with wide eyes and even a wider heart my only dream was to get into UCLA. I wrote an essay that met all the requirements, got a solid 2.86 GPA, and even ran track for like a whole month, but I knew I was destined for UCLA. When the letters started flying in I found out that UCLA hadn't excepted me or even waitlisted me. Heartbroken, even my brand new Mercedes for college wasn't enough to ease my spirit, but I figured it just wasn't meant to be.

Now, three years later a massive story broke where I found that parents were actually bribing school officials to sneak their kids into school on supposed academic accomplishments and athletic prowess that they didn't possess. These parents even include William H. Macy and some washed up actress from "Full House"! They paid a fake charity, college officials, and even fake students 15,000 to take their ACTs (even though everyone knows Jimmy Collins will do it for like a hundred bucks worth of pot). Now I'm not saying that I for sure would've got in if people hadn't cheated to get my spot, but I guess we'll never know.

This brings me to my main point, why do my parents not love me enough to buy my way into college. Like I'm supposed to earn my way in like some kind of freakin' poor person? What the hell Mom and Dad?!? Always claiming they love me with literally hardly anything to back it up. I've bluntly told them before that they can literally buy my love, but here I am stuck in the desert far away from beaches and palm trees. Yet my brother gets into UCSB on for "good grades" and because he was captain of the school soccer team. They only got second in the state championship and there was like two other captains, so I highly doubt that UCSB would actually give a shit about him. Clearly, they bought him in, but I wasn't worth half a million, whatever.

And don't come to their defense either, they definitely knew about these scams! My cousin Greg got into UCLA on a "croquet scholarship" which was highly dubious from the start. Now I found out that my Aunt was listed on the CIA's list of suspects next to Felicity Huffman. FELICITY HUFFMAN. So my mom totally knew cause we all know Aunt Naomi is hooked on pills and will literally tell anyone everything. She once called to tell me she slept with one of her husband's groomsmaids, which why would I care. Anyway, Greg's basically twitter famous at our old high school right now and that could've been me.

So while I think we all seem a little shaken up, I guess sometimes you just think you know your parents love you when they just kinda don't. Here I was thinking that my parents loved me because I took their word for it like a moron and now I'm left with a broken heart and broken dreams. To everyone else out there who's in the same boat as me, just remember all we have is each other. Even if our parents don't love us enough, it's up to us to love each and ourselves. I'll be setting up a Gofundme shortly to help bribe college officials so I can finish my senior year in California like I was meant to. Please Donate.


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