Re: College Commuting

Re: College Commuting

Driving isn't even half of the battle.

"So, you're a commuter," she types on to her draft. Her lips stretch out into an indiscernible line teetering on the edge of a grimace and a grin, and slowly but surely, the words begin to pour out of her fingers as she writes about the pros and cons of college commuting. Somewhat credible advice is strung onto the draft, and briefly the writer wonders if those words on the screen are enough to save a commuter's life.

Probably not, she muses, but proceeds to tie up the article with one last revision.

Enter the author's mindset circa one year later, and she still is not sure if that was the best or most sound advice she could have given to the public. However, after a year of commuting and exchanging horror stories with other commuters, the author now feels a tad bit more experienced and prepared in giving commuters old and new better advice on how to handle the upcoming semester.

For one, she - I, will tell you first and foremost that prioritizing work over academics will be one of your biggest regrets. Or if not your biggest regret, your grades' biggest regret. Come to that morning class half-awake? Unprepared? Late? Minus thirty points to House McLatePuff because, hello commuter, your excuses can stack up as much as you want - but those growing frowns, tallies, and missing notes will soon catch up to you and snatch that prestigious blank slate you have with your professors. Who talk. Who talk and pass on the word to other teachers; they are human beings. Save yourself, your reputation, and your grades and do not, at least - work until closing. Give up your job if you have to or find a more flexible occupation. I've had more than a handful of friends fall apart throughout my past year because of their work hours. Don't be like them, and do not, be worse.

Second of all, sleep. I don't care if you cherish your parking spot or like to be extra early or are the complete opposite. Sleep within reason because if you do not get those Z's, you will get D's. Or F's. Red Bull and caffeine can only give you so much of a shot of energy and even then, you can become immune to it with enough frequent dosage.

Besides that, I can only reiterate the obvious: make friends who are in the same classes, (they can back you up in commuting emergencies and have notes for you), set up multiple alarm clocks, learn different or at least your main communal route to school, (the app Waze, is handy too for unexpected delays/traffic jams), and befriend your professors. Or at least be on amicable speaking terms with them. Because as intimidating as they can get, if you let them know beforehand that you commute, or that you are going to be late, they will like you better and can let it go.

Being on good terms with professors like that will make your class less insufferable than it might already be. Trust me.

So sleep, prioritize, and get on class on time, okay? Please?

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You May Have Worn The Prom Dress With Him, But I Get To Wear The Wedding Dress

You had him in high school, but I get him for the rest of my life.

High school seems like the best time of your life when you are in it. You think that all of your friends will be with you until the end, and that you will end up with whoever you are dating your senior year. For very few, that might just be the case. For all others, that is far from true.

You thought that you would marry your boyfriend and you thought that everything would work out how you had always imagined. I don't blame you though. He's great. You wanted everything with him, but you were just not right for him.

I wish I could say that I am sorry it didn't work out for you, but I can't. I can't because he is mine now, and I get to cherish him forever. You didn't do that right, and you were not meant to be together. You will find someone too, but I am happy that you were not the one for him.

Sometimes I have issues with jealousy, and I hate that you got all of the high school stuff with him. You got to go to games and support him. It kills me that I couldn't be there for him because I know I would have actually been there wholeheartedly. I would have done it out of love, not as a popularity appearance.

I hate that you got to go to all of the school dances with him. He got to see you all dressed up and probably told you how great you looked. I'm sure you did look great. Prom dresses were always fun to pick out and so colorful. It was exciting to match colors with your date. I am sure you had fun choosing his matching tux to your dress.

I find myself getting jealous, but then I stop. I am getting to match his tux with our wedding colors. I got to go dress shopping in a sea of white, and he doesn't get to know one detail about that dress yet. He will get to see me walk down the aisle and then every day forever. I get to love him forever.

I try to not get jealous of all of the things you got with him because it is all in the past. You had your time, and now I get the wedding. You got to dress up in high school, but I get to dress up for my wedding with him. He may have put a corsage on your wrist, but he will be putting the wedding ring on my finger.

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I Expected It To Have It All Together By 22 And I'm Still Far From That

What we expected and what reality actually is, are two completely different things...


Oh our 20s, how we expected them to be so different. We expected to graduate college at 22, have a career by 23, be engaged by 24, married with a house by 25, kids by 26-28, vacationing with the family by 30, and retired by 60. We expected college to be parties and cute boys/girls. Instead, we got late nights of studying and crying after a job that barely pays for our car, food, dorm, and textbooks. We get no social life and if we do our grades suffer for it.

Our 20s were expected to be all fun but all we got were struggles and stress. I mean I don't know about you but I expected, to have it all together and I'm nearly 23 and far from it. I had all the scholarships and great grades, and I still don't have any type of degree.

Reality hits after 18. Most of us don't have the help of mom and dad anymore. We have to find our way and make a path for ourselves. Sometimes our dreams and goals have to be put on hold for that. The 20s isn't fun. It's about discovering who you are, who you want to be, and where you want to go. Some of us serve our country, some become incarcerated, some of us parents, some teachers, others cops, others travel or study abroad, some dead, some ill, other managers, others homeless, some still living home, and some even addicts.

The weird thing about your 20s is everyone is doing something different, but yet everyone is confused and comparing themselves to others. People feel if they're not doing what others are doing, in their age group then they have failed themselves. What people forget is that with life comes obstacles and sacrifice and everyone's life and situations are different. You are where you need to be right now, for you, and I think that's something to remember in your 20s.

Another thing about your 20's is you're free to think for yourself now. No more having to follow a religion you dislike or hold back from things you love. The world is literally yours to discover and learn from. Possibilities are endless! I think your 20's are the years you create yourself to the best version of you and build the foundation for your future. Just remember, we all build at our own pace.


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