The Six Steps For Joining A Club As An Introvert

The Six Steps For Joining A Club As An Introvert

Don't forget to remember the deep breaths when you're panicking.
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College is a time of many new opportunities and adventures. There are long lists of clubs to join and and an even longer list of activities you can do outside of campus. When I was looking at colleges, I looked at the amount of clubs they had and how many were actually things that interested me. The problem was (and still is) that I may want to get involved in a dozen different things, but my introvert tendencies really don't help that goal. A lot of people don't understand why it takes me forever to get myself involved or to make a decision. So, for those of you who were blessed to be extroverts, I'm going to lay out the steps to joining a club as an introvert so maybe you can sympathize with us a little.

1. Over-analyzing every detail

I think I read descriptions and comments about something at least five times. I just have to make sure that I'm actually getting myself into something that I will enjoy.

2. Taking a good solid minute to hit the "join club" button

Just because I finally decided to join doesn't mean I don't have doubts about it. There's a whole other process of talking myself into actually joining instead of just deciding I want to join.

3. Regretting instantly that you hit the button

As soon as I commit to something I panic. Now I have to go to meetings, I have to meet new people. I have to actually leave my room. The regret is instantaneous.

4. Trying to talk yourself out of panicking

Just remember deep breaths. Practice some yoga.

5. Wanting to turn around at least three times on the way to the meeting

I can make it half way and then realize that I am walking into a new place and won't know anyone. In that moment, I turn around fully intent on heading back to my room. I manage to convince myself it won't be too bad, but I still have to do this a couple more times before I actually make it there.

6. Leaving and realizing you had fun

Once I actually make it to the club meeting, and start talking to people (of course they initiate the conversation) I realize that I actually had fun. All of the panicking was for nothing.

Now, that process may seem a tad dramatic to some, but in all honesty it's what I've gone through every time I've tried to get involved in anything new. Part of my brain, the rational side, says everything will be fine and I'll love it. Then the rest of my brain hijacks my thoughts and convinces me it will be torture to leave my room. I know other people who feel the same way. It's the curse of the introvert.

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.
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Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.


7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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Being Sick In College Is A Real Struggle

Being sick in college is definitely not as fun as having a sick day in middle school or high school.

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Something that I have had to deal with multiple times these past two semesters is being sick while in school. It can be a real pain especially depending on what type of sickness it is. I have had tonsillitis, mono, and I'm pretty sure I also had the flu.

Being at school and away from home can make being sick worse because there is nobody to take of you such as your parents. Another thing is having to make the decision to get the rest that your body needs in order to feel better or staying on top of your assignments to avoid falling behind. My parents will always tell me to get a good night's sleep so my body can feel better the next day. However, sometimes I will feel more stress if my work isn't getting done and I feel like I'm falling behind and leaving things to get done in the last minute.

Currently, I am sick now and the past few days haven't been easy, but I still attended all my classes so I wouldn't miss any material or assignments that were given. I usually end up feeling the worst at night when trying to fall asleep, and by that time the doctors are not present at the student health center. Even though my health is important I usually don't like taking too much time out of my day to go to the health center to see a doctor. Some days I don't really have much free time before the evening.

I don't believe I have been over-exerting myself, but I don't want to just stay in my bed all day and sleep, even though that may be what is best for me. Most professors will be understanding if I email them and provide them a doctor's note as well, but I also just got back from a conference where I had to miss two days of classes next week.

I have been trying to keep hydrated so that way my body can fight the sickness. Also, I have been told if you stay hydrated you can flush the virus out of your body quicker.

Eating can also be a pain when you have a sore throat, for the past couple of days I have tried to have some soup in order to help. Most meals I would have to force myself to eat something of substance in order to give my body some type of energy in order to get through the day. It's also never fun not being able to breathe out of your nostrils. If it wasn't my nose being stuffed, then it would be constantly runny so there was no winning that battle.

Looking back, I probably should have done a bit more work over spring break in order to get ahead in the case that something like this would happen. I wanted my break to be exactly that, a break. After not being home for a few months I just wanted some time off to relax.

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