Are You A Scaredy-Cat College Student?

Are You A Scaredy-Cat College Student?

Why Second Semester Isn’t That Bad

If you are a college student, then by this point you should be in school again. I start my classes soon and I am definitely not ready for this new semester. Last semester, I had so much confidence in my classes and knowing that they were going to be okay and doable, but now I'm talking chemistry. I don't know why I'm so scared of Chemistry. I have taken three levels, soon to be five levels of Biology and I wasn't scared at all for those classes, so what's the deal with Chemistry?

I think it has to do with a bad experience with it first semester of college. A piece of advice? Don't take Chemistry the first semester freshmen year at 8 a.m. It's just a bad idea from the beginning. That first semester was all a mess. I had a crazy roommate and lots of friend drama, it was just all bad. I don't know what happened? I studied like I was supposed to and did all the work and still got a low grade. This is the reason I'm not a Chemistry major.

My mom sent me this picture that I think every person (in college or high school) starting their second semester can relate to.

Starting your second semester of classes can be intimidating because you've just finished a semester of classes with people you became friends with and with teachers you were no longer afraid of. Now you get to start all over again. It's a great joy to have to start almost completely over and try to not get lost on the first day of classes and survive.You get to awkwardly make friends in your new classes and hope that they know more of what's going on then you do.

Maybe it's just me, but when I start a new semester, I believe for some reason that it's going to be different from last semester. Like this is the time when the new Karlie comes. I say to myself that I'm going to do different things than last semester and that this is a clean slate. In a way it is a way to reinvent yourself, but you're not actually changing anything, you're just thinking you are.

If I'm going to be honest, I think that second semester classes are far more difficult than first semester. During second semester, you see that if you can just get through these classes, you get to be in summer again and not do any school. There's also warmer weather and I swear that after Christmas break every year, no one wants to do anything involving school. Even though we all know that we have to do it and go to class and do homework, honestly no one cares.

A weird thing about second semester is the excitement is gone. When first semester comes around, everyone is so excited to start a new year and there are parties and so many activities and things to do. This doesn't happen when second semester starts. Everyone is tired and just wants this year to be over with. You know what else is difficult during second semester? Making friends. During first semester and freshmen year, everyone is desperate to make friends with everyone. After Christmas, everyone basically has their friend group and it's super difficult to be included.

I know that the semester has just started and maybe yours is off to a rocky start or a smooth start. Whichever describes how yours is going doesn't mean it will end that way. Who knows what we could end the semester with? You could end up in a new relationship or yours could end. You could make some new friends or lose some friends. The second semester is meant for second chances and is a way to try and invent yourself to be the best you can be.

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When You Make A Girl An Aunt, You Change Her World In All The Best Ways

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest girl in the world.


My brother and his wife recently blessed our family with the sweetest bundle of joy on planet earth. OK, I may be a little bias but I believe it to be completely true. I have never been baby crazy, but this sweet-cheeked angel is the only exception. I am at an age where I do not want children yet, but being able to love on my nephew like he is my own is so satisfying.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a very protective person.

From making sure the car seat is strapped in properly before every trip, to watching baby boy breathe while he sleeps, you'll never meet someone, besides mommy and daddy of course, who is more concerned with the safety of that little person than me.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her a miniature best friend.

There is something about an aunt that is so fun. An aunt is a person you go to when you think you're in trouble or when you want something mom and dad said you couldn't have. An aunt is someone who takes you to get ice cream and play in the park to cool down after having a temper tantrum. I can't wait to be the one he runs to.

When you make a girl an aunt, she gets to skip on the difficulty of disciplining.

Being an aunt means you get to be fun. Not to say I wouldn't correct my nephew if he were behaving poorly, but for the most part, I get to giggle and play and leave the hard stuff for my brother.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her the best listening ears.

As of right now I only listen to the sweet coos and hungry cries but I am fully prepared to listen to all the problems in his life in the future.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the best advice giver.

By the time my nephew needs advice, hopefully, I will have all of my life lessons perfected into relatable stories.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a number-one fan

Anything you do in life sweet boy, I will be cheering you on. I already know you are going to do great things.

When you make a girl an aunt, she learns what true love is.

The love I have for my nephew is so pure. Its the love that is just there. I don't have to choose to show love every day, I don't have to forgive, I don't have to worry if it is reciprocated, it is just there.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest person in the world.

I cannot wait to watch my precious nephew grow into the amazing person that I know he is going to be.

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The One Thing Everyone Should Do Before They Graduate

Why I wish everyone could have shared in my end of school adventure.


The end of freshman year was filled with the abundant stress of final exams, teary-eyed goodbyes, and last looks at my dorm room on South Campus. The academic year was overwhelmingly busy, and I tried my best to soak in every single moment as a first-year college student. But as I'm sure many of you can understand, it's not always possible to make time for the adventures we so desperately desire. I found myself saying "I want to do that!" all year long, and here it was the last week of the year and my bucket list had barely been touched. All those Philadelphia excursions, dreamy coffee shop dates, and campus explorations that I looked forward to never ended up panning out…

… until last Thursday night.

With about half the freshman class moved out of South Campus, everything felt a little strange. There was barely a dinner rush at all in Donahue Dining Hall, and my room looked so empty it almost made me sad. Naturally, I called up a couple of friends. Within minutes, we met in the lounge, and we were off for our adventure.

Every single day on the way to labs in Mendel Hall, I walked past the beloved Falvey Fountain. It had become such a consistent part of my routine that walking past it felt like it was a necessary daily occurrence. But this time, we didn't walk past. In fact, we stopped dead in our tracks and admired its color changing beauty for a brief moment.

And then we dove in!

Yes, we jumped right into the fountain. First the daring adventurer of the group, then his sidekick, then the skeptic, and finally myself. This was definitely not allowed, but no one was around, and more importantly, no one cared. Being knee deep was freezing, but the adrenaline rush was too much to suppress. So we submerged further, dunking each other and splashing the icy water literally everywhere. My wet hair made way for the most epic hair flip of all time, and we all laughed joyously.

All the stress of looming final grades and the completion of projects, the bittersweet goodbyes to our newfound families, and the hassles of packing up for the year were washed away in that fountain, drowned in the euphoria of the moment. We were officially baptized in summer as it dubbed us the kings and queens of adventure.

Afterward, we wrung out our soaking clothes and snapped a quick pic of our drenched selves. Trying to escape the scene hastily, I dropped my bag of M&M;'s. They spilled everywhere, leaving streams of melty chocolate and food coloring running through the aftermath of our fountain dive. The scene looked like a bit of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory had exploded from the fountain and into the night.

I am far from kidding when I say that adventure is a must for everyone, at any stage of life. Whether it's fountain diving at Nova, or sky diving in New Mexico, something about us as human beings needs the unusual, exciting, and even hazardous experiences. This one was particularly cleansing and absolutely unforgettable.

So I implore you: go forth this summer and be adventurous! Explore hidden places, try new eats, shuffle a stranger's playlist, introduce yourself to someone on a whim, or just get in the car and drive with no destination in mind. This summer is for the bold; this summer's for you.

Happy adventuring!


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