Moving On to the Next Chapter of Your Life and Other Clichés

Moving On to the Next Chapter of Your Life and Other Clichés

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I am writing this to gain some closure on a point in my life that substantially painted change all over me, from my body to my mind and even hair color. Just like the last four years, this will be messy because I have very little idea about where this piece is going.

To be honest, I never liked the metaphor of life as a book. A 'chapter' of a life sounds too linear. I don't know; there is something so plain about that metaphor, maybe because clichés are exhaustively boring.

What about a web? I think lives could be webs: delicate, scary but beautiful, all over the place, from a spider's butt.

Perhaps I care little for life as a book and moving on to the next chapter of your life because an event as big as graduating college doesn't feel like moving on to the next chapter. It feels like jumping out of one book and into another. It's like going from a young adult fiction novel to a hardcover nonfiction book. It feels weird.

But I've already committed to making this leap, so what next?

No, really, what comes next?

You see, the other assumption behind lives being books is that the ending has already been written. That's crazy! I don't even know if I believe in destiny or predestination. I find comfort in the idea that we can change any projected course of our lives, whether these courses have been instilled by family, religion, or societal pressure. But who knows? Whatever the truth, I like to think that the end of my life is not already written.

However, an aspect of my life is ending, and that is the part that includes Odyssey. I was aware of what Odyssey was before I decided to be part of my university's team. Pieces that saw the widest audiences were either controversial, listicles, or very broad yet relatable open letters. Writing stuff like that sounded like bottom feeder content. Then I wrote all three of those types of articles because I realized you have to start somewhere, and most start from the bottom. After gathering a sense of who my audiences were, my pieces branched out to satire writing, obscure listicles, music reviews, and attempts to replicate Clickhole articles.

I would call my time with Odyssey wild and occasionally frustrating. Writer's block is The Absolute Worst, and pieces you work harder on never gain as many views as the ones that you think of at the last minute and mold into a fully fledged article. I would have never expected my list about Dance Dance Revolution to attract almost 6,000 people.

The team also published some amazing work, and my other fellow Denison Odyssey writers always seemed to be more in tune with how to take a trend and make it your own than I was. We all wrote about different topics in varying formats, and watching their writing styles develop has to be one the top reasons why I loved being Editor-in-Chief.

Tomorrow, a Google calendar reminder will light up my room, reading "COMMENCE THE COMMENCEMENT," reminding me of the fact that I have to leave a place I called home for four years.

So, here's to the next...part of my life, because chapters are too cliché.

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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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The 13 Stages Of Writing Your Senior Thesis, As Told By 'Drake And Josh'

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1. Finding out that you’d have to write a thesis was devastating

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Since I'm a transfer student, I was unaware that this was even a thing. But I learned soon enough after I heard my professors talking about it.

2. Trying to come up with an original idea is super difficult

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The idea behind the thesis is that you're writing about something new, unlike a regular research paper where you can write about something that's been written about before. Trying to find a unique topic is half the battle.

3. Reading long analytical articles that use way too many words that you don’t know

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I adopted a policy when reading through my sources that if I read a sentence three times and *still* had no idea what it meant, I'd just skip it and read on.

4. Trying to convince yourself that the process won’t be *that* bad

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5. When the other thesis students are talking about their papers and they’ve made more progress than you

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Them: "I wrote my introduction plus three pages last night!"

You, thinking: "I literally haven't started yet. Am I behind?!"

6. When you don’t want to work on it, it’s all too easy to find another activity to distract you

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7. My friends when I’d complain about my thesis

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12. Putting off editing until tomorrow probably won’t help

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13. When you finally submit your thesis and you’re so happy to be done

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Only now can I finally enjoy Christmas.

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