36 Questions Florida State University Needs To Answer

36 Questions Florida State University Needs To Answer

Why are all of the desks made for toddlers?

Florida State, I love you dearly. There's no doubt in my mind that you are the best university that this nation has to offer. With amazing academics, driven and kind students, phenomenal athletics, and various clubs and organizations, this school will forever amaze me. With that being said, I type this with love....Get it together FSU! I have a lot of questions that need answering.

1. Why is the traffic on Tennessee Street so miserable?

2. Can we keep Dalvin Cook forever? Please.

3. Why are we building everything BUT more parking garages?

4. What is the point of being required to purchase a textbook that I will never open?

5. Can we fix everything about the registration process? No one can ever get into the right classes.

6. Why is it impossible to swipe my card to get into Strozier when there's a line of people behind me but I have no problem doing it when I'm alone?

7. Do you want to know how many times I've almost gotten hit by a bicyclist?

8. Why didn't Smith Hall get torn down 10 years ago?

9. Can football tickets not sell out in the first window after 5 minutes?

10. Why doesn't the Starbucks' on campus accept rewards?

11. Why aren't there two Chipotles? Asking for a friend.

12. Will Blackboard ever work properly?

13. Why is the Publix on Ocala packed no matter what time it is?

14. Do I really have to buy the 13th edition of a textbook when the 12th edition is half the price?

15. Why can't anyone get financial aid when they actually need it?

16. Can anyone tell me why the Chick-Fil-A on campus closes so early?

17. Why are online classes so much more expensive than classes in person? The professor doesn't even teach!

18. When someone loses power, why is it always the restaurants on Tennessee Street?

19. Why isn't it illegal to have classes at 8 a.m. or 8 p.m.?

20. Does anyone even use the bathtubs in some of the dorms?

21. There are two libraries, but why is there never a place to study during finals?

22. What's the point of having the Wellness Center if you sit in the waiting room for 10 hours just to see a doctor?

23. Why is there furniture in some of the halls if it doesn't fit properly in the room?

24. Why are there so many hills? My calves are on fire.

25. Can the CVS on campus do cash back already?

26. Are there any more hidden bombs? I'm actually concerned.

27. Is it even legal for the McDonald's by The Strip to not give out cups for water after a certain time?

28. If classes are listed on the liberal studies website, why aren't they available when registering for classes?

29. Can we stop having games before 7 p.m.? It's 94 degrees outside.

30. Why are both gyms always packed?

31. Am I the only one who needs more 24-hour restaurants? Denny's just isn't enough.

32. How do you sleep at night knowing that I bought the required FSU edition of a textbook for $100 more than the original that is exactly the same?

33. Why can't I pay with my FSU card at Dunkin Donuts?

34. Why are all of the desks made for toddlers?

35. Can I steal every dog I see on Landis Green? Please.

36. Why is it that after considering all of these questions, FSU is still considered the best university there is?

Go Noles, baby.

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To The Girl Who Had A Plan

A letter to the girl whose life is not going according to her plan.
“I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.” - William Ernest Henley

Since we were little girls we have been asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” We responded with astronauts, teachers, presidents, nurses, etc. Then we start growing up, and our plans change.

In middle school, our plans were molded based on our friends and whatever was cool at the time. Eventually, we went to high school and this question became serious, along with some others: “What are your plans for college?” “What are you going to major in?” “When do you think you’ll get married?” “Are you going to stay friends with your friends?” We are bombarded with these questions we are supposed to have answers to, so we start making plans.

Plans, like going to college with our best friends and getting a degree we’ve been dreaming about. Plans, to get married as soon as we can. We make plans for how to lose weight and get healthy. We make plans for our weddings and children.

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We fill our Pinterest boards with these dreams and hopes that we have, which are really great things to do, but what happens when you don’t get into that college? What happens when your best friend chooses to go somewhere else? Or, what if you don’t get the scholarship you need or the awards you thought you deserved. Maybe, the guy you thought you would marry breaks your heart. You might gain a few pounds instead of losing them. Your parents get divorced. Someone you love gets cancer. You don’t get the grades you need. You don’t make that collegiate sports team. The sorority you’re a legacy to, drops you. You didn’t get the job or internship you applied for. What happens to you when this plan doesn’t go your way?

I’ve been there.

The answer for that is “I have this hope that is an anchor for my soul.” Soon we all realize we are not the captain of our fate. We don’t have everything under control nor will we ever have control of every situation in our lives. But, there is someone who is working all things together for the good of those who love him, who has a plan and a purpose for the lives of his children. His name is Jesus. When life takes a turn you aren’t expecting, those are the times you have to cling to Him the tightest, trusting that His plan is what is best. That is easier said than done, but keep pursuing Him. I have found in my life that His plans were always better than mine, and slowly He’s revealing that to me.

The end of your plan isn’t the end of your life. There is more out there. You may not be the captain of your fate, but you can be the master of your soul. You can choose to be happy despite your circumstances. You can change directions at any point and go a different way. You can take the bad and make something beautiful out of it, if you allow God to work in your heart.

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So, make the best of that school you did get in to. Own it. Make new friends- you may find they are better than the old ones. Apply for more scholarships, or get a job. Move on from the guy that broke your heart; he does not deserve you. God has a guy lined up for you who will love you completely. Spend all the time you can with the loved one with cancer. Pray, pray hard for healing. Study more. Apply for more jobs, or try to spend your summer serving others instead. Join a different club or get involved in other organizations on campus. Find your delight first in God and then pursue other activities that make you happy; He will give you the desires of your heart.

My friend, it is going to be OK.

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I'm Still Trying To Recover From Abandonment

I wish I could say that I don't care, but it's harder to not care when you remember everything.


Many people come and go, walking in and out of our lives. For the most part, we are okay with them leaving. Like the classmates you sit in class with or the professors that teach you for a semester. Some, however, creep into your heart and make you feel their absence.

My parents divorced when I was very young. And my abandonment story starts a little after that.

My dad met a girl named Kelly and fell in love. I was quite young when Kelly was in our lives, so I don't remember too much. Children have this amazing ability to forget, so that is what I did.

I remember our old house, where I burned my finger in the blue flame of the stove because I thought that blue meant it was cold. I remember my room being upstairs to the left. I remember I called her KK. She was my second mother. Kelly would sing me to sleep, take me to the bathroom, play with me, and all of the other things parents do with their children. I don't remember what she looks like, or what her voice sounds like. I have fragmented memories here and there that pop up in my mind every now and again.

But the most vivid memory I have of Kelly is when she left us. She had packed her bags and just left. Left without saying goodbye. I went to sleep one night, and when I awoke, she was gone. I had my dad call her and I was crying on the phone asking her why she left. The only thing I remember her saying is, "Baby, please don't cry. If you cry, I'm going to cry." Thus becoming the start of my abandonment issues.

The next major account of abandonment I felt was with my step-sister. My mom had gotten remarried to my step-dad, and he had a little girl a year older than me. She would come to spend the summers with us, and very quickly we became so close I considered her my blood sister.

A couple of years went by and she came for the summer and we bonded more and more. Then, when we were older, her mother had started spinning lies about my step-dad. My step-sister believed them and eventually stopped coming. She would tell me that she would at least come down to see me and my brother. She never did.

We stopped talking, she stopped trying to reach out, and I began accepting it. Then last year, she reached out. Started asking me all these questions on how we were, how big had my brother gotten. I thought it was the perfect opportunity to tell her we were headed to her hometown to visit my stepdad's family. She said she would love to come see us and hang out.

We make it to the town and she disappears. She came to a big family event where she didn't really have to interact with us, and then we didn't see her again after that. She left and took a piece of my heart with her, closing off another section of my trust, blocking it off so others would have a hard time gaining it.

This last major event was the hardest. I wish I could say that I don't care, but it's harder to not care when you remember everything.

My dad met a girl and fell in love again. She was my second mother, and everyone confused me as her daughter. I was her mini-me, that was what she called me when she didn't call me Munchkin. She was in my life for over 8 years. I can still remember telling her off as a young child for not knowing the family dynamic I was used to.

She quickly became my family and my mother figure when I was with dad. She sat in the bathroom with me when I took my baths and listened to me play with my dolls. She made sure I brushed my teeth before bed checking every night. She took me to her work when I didn't want to stay home and let me pretend I worked there.

She was my secure secret holder, the one I could tell anything to. She took me to get my permit and taught me to drive. This one hurts the most because she did everything right. She taught me so much and I loved her so much. I still love her, despite her leaving.

She still holds a piece of my heart, and I act like I don't care like I'm over it, but the reality is I'm not. The reality is I let people in and when they leave I choose to ignore it because then it doesn't have to feel real.

She left a little over a year ago, maybe even two, but I still feel the pain of her leaving. I feel it because I remember it all, all of the love and good times that I will never forget.

I have abandonment issues because I let myself love people and I don't stop loving them when they leave. They leave and I pretend they haven't. I lock up the pain in a box and I look the other way. But all that's done is give me prolonged pain.

If you are like me, let yourself feel the pain. Feel it so you can heal from it and move on. Don't keep it inside and make you question everyone you let into your life. Don't let your fear control you. If you let your fear control you, it might just keep you from the best thing you can do for yourself.

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