If You Don't Have A College Job, You Can't Complain About College Stress

If You Don't Have A College Job, You Can't Complain About College Stress

How can you feel good about being an adult living off your parents in college?

I'll start by saying I'm very fortunate that if I was ever in a tight spot with money, my parents could help me out. However, I have had a job since the day I could drive. I paid for my first car, I pay my rent, I pay for my sorority and everything else I need in between. I enjoy being independent but that does not mean I adore being broke all the time, which I usually am. Without further ado, here are a few reasons why you should stop complaining about anything if you don't work.

1. 98% of my stress stems from being worried about money.

I just have a hard time feeling bad for someone who has unlimited access to their parents' money 24/7.

2. All you have to do is go to class.

That sounds like the most relaxing life. Go to class for a part of the day, then go home and do as you please. You even have weekends free.

3. If you are shopping at all, I don't understand it.

How do you just have infinite dollars to spend on nonsense items when I'm trying to budget my grocery list every week?

4. You have no idea what time management or money management even is.

If you just get your parent's credit card and have no work schedule how do you expect to be a successful adult?

5. You have unlimited time to be social.

My friends and I scheduling around our work schedules to hang out is nearly impossible. I do not understand what it is like to be able to just live life without a work schedule.

6. Because your major is not that hard.

I'm an engineering student. Nursing students have to work night shifts at hospitals then still go to class the next day. I know kids trying to get into medical school working the night shift at UPS. I promise, your major is not too hard for a job.

7. You can go out to eat without ordering water and lettuce.

Eating out is a joke to me. The fact that people without jobs can just go out and eat expensive meals makes me nauseated.

8. Because I don't understand how you don't feel bad.

As I said earlier, I have asked my dad for money very few times and every time I feel like the antichrist. How do you feel completely normal swiping your parents' credit card to pay for a $70 eyeshadow palette without evening blinking?

9. Because you are spoiled and there is no other way to say it.

Unless you are in a major that pays you for being a student (some medical schools), someone in the process of trying to find a job, a person who never spends any money, or someone who has a huge savings account...you are spoiled. You do not have to work, you have to attend class and study. You do not have to budget for rent, gas, food, and other various expenses. You get to shop without feeling guilty for buying yourself anything. You get everything you want because "too expensive," isn't on your radar. I see this entirely too often in college. Please do not send your child to college with absolutely no work experience. They are entitled, spoiled, and should get a job.

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Working With People Who Are Dying Teaches You So Much About How To Live

Spending time with hospice patients taught me about the art of dying.


Death is a difficult subject.

It is addressed differently across cultures, lifestyles, and religions, and it can be difficult to find the right words to say when in the company of someone who is dying. I have spent a lot of time working with hospice patients, and I bore witness to the varying degrees of memory loss and cognitive decline that accompany aging and disease.

The patients I worked with had diverse stories and interests, and although we might have had some trouble understanding each other, we found ways to communicate that transcended any typical conversation.

I especially learned a lot from patients severely affected by dementia.

They spoke in riddles, but their emotions were clearly communicated through their facial expressions and general demeanor, which told a story all on their own.

We would connect through smiles and short phrases, yes or no questions, but more often than not, their minds were in another place. Some patients would repeat the details of the same event, over and over, with varying levels of detail each time.

Others would revert to a child-like state, wondering about their parents, about school, and about family and friends they hadn't seen in a long time.

I often wondered why their minds chose to wander to a certain event or time period and leave them stranded there before the end of their life. Was an emotionally salient event reinforcing itself in their memories?

Was their subconscious trying to reconnect with people from their past? All I could do was agree and follow their lead because the last thing I wanted to do was break their pleasant memory.

I felt honored to be able to spend time with them, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I was intruding on their final moments, moments that might be better spent with family and loved ones. I didn't know them in their life, so I wondered how they benefited from my presence in their death.

However, after learning that several of the patients I visited didn't have anyone to come to see them, I began to cherish every moment spent, whether it was in laughter or in tears. Several of the patients never remembered me. Each week, I was a new person, and each week they had a different variation of the same story that they needed to tell me.

In a way, it might have made it easier to start fresh every week rather than to grow attached to a person they would soon leave.

Usually, the stories were light-hearted.

They were reliving a memory or experiencing life again as if it were the first time, but as the end draws nearer, a drastic shift in mood and demeanor is evident.

A patient who was once friendly and jolly can quickly become quiet, reflective, and despondent. I've seen patients break down and cry, not because of their current situation, but because they were mourning old ones. These times taught me a lot about how to be just what that person needs towards the end of their life.

I didn't need to understand why they were upset or what they wanted to say.

The somber tone and tired eyes let me know that what they had to say was important and worth hearing. What mattered most is that someone who cared was there to hear it.

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5 Reasons Why Staying At College For The Summer Is The Ultimate Power Move

No school, no rules, summer vacation at the best place on Earth, also known as college.


As summer begins, it brings in the joy of no more school but for most what summer really brings is the sad realization that we have to leave our favorite place and go back to our boring home town with none of our new best friends. Although some have decided to stay at college for the summer and they will soon realize why this will be the best choice that they will be making all summer.


What's better than no school, warm weather, and most importantly no one to say, "Are you just going to sleep till 2:30 p.m. every day this summer?"

1. It's like the weekend, but every day

Do you know what weekends felt like during the school year when you didn't have anything to do? No? You never had any free weekends? Wow, I'm so sorry. Well, imagine a weekend that you didn't have to do anything. Now multiply that one weekend by seven and you get seven Saturday like days where you do not have a single care in the world.

3. No "Go cut the grass!"

For the sons, you know that annoying time every week when your dad is going to say, "Go cut the grass." There is nothing you can do to get out of it. Well, staying at school for the summer means no more nagging. You get to choose what you do now.

4. The bond of friendship

The friends you make when you stay at college for the summer are different than any other bond. Mostly because you all don't have a care in the world since it's summer in your favorite place. It's a right of passage to call someone your summer college best friends. These are best friends that words wouldn't do justice.

5. The townies

Everybody always wonders what happens to a college town when all the college kids go home. Well, the townies come back in full swing and take their town back. If you stay at your college, you get to experience what most can't even describe in words. To the one mid-40s guy trying to relive his glory days. To the old men hitting on the college girls at the local pub. To the weird towny creatures that make you shiver with fright as you drive past them. Have fun townies, you only have three months.

That dream of "I wish I could just stay here at college with all these people but have no responsibilities" is finally coming true.

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