Who's Your Number One?

Who's Your Number One?

"You feel like you don't feel like anyone's number one person. Is that true?"


"You feel like you don't feel like anyone's number one person. Is that true?"

I value deep friendships. As a proud INFP, I'd much rather talk about profound and valuable subject matters rather than the trivial and endlessly repetitive small talk that I feel that I engage in with new people I meet. All my friends will second that my go-to get-to-know-you question is what's your favorite part about life rather than what dorm do you live in. The reason for this is simple: the vulnerability that people employ in deep friendships allows me to connect with people I thought I could never empathize with, in a way that a few surface-level exchanged sentences can never permit.

I value deep friendships. Yet the text I received that sunny Saturday afternoon on the way back has made me question my relationships ever since.

Surely, after all the value I place on friendship, I must be someone's number one. I quickly go through the list of people I have developed deep and meaningful connections with since arriving at Emory, before realizing that each of them has someone they are closer to that is not me. Meanwhile, the majority of my school friends have moved on to new adventures, leaving our friendships to gently fade into a high school haze. Does my Mom count? I wonder fleetingly, remembering all of our phone conversations – but she has three of us kids to look after.

This certainly isn't the first time my lack of finding my "number one" has gotten to my head. First semester, it seemed that I was constantly questioning why every single person I met had found someone that they had clicked with instantly, and why that person wasn't me. The seed of constant comparison to others was sown in my life, to the point that I interacted with my friends from a place of bitterness and sorrow. Watching sorrowfully as my closest friend become closer and closer to another friend. Observing wryly how two other close friends could already share a plethora of inside jokes and memories that I was somehow no part of. Browsing aimlessly through social media to see all my other friends and friends-of-friends who were having the most phenomenal time in college—without me. Acting as the wallflower in each of my relationships, simultaneously begrudging others for developing best friendships and being too scared to make the first move.

Yet as was often the case during my first semester, I needed to focus on all the blessings I already had rather than the one aspect I thought I was missing. Why would I need a single person to fill up the void of friendship in my life when I have a network of people that I can count on in all circumstances? I have spontaneous-adventure friends and mug-cake-and-Netflix friends. I have let's-explore-campus friends and let's-just-go-to-the-Duc friends. I have life-is-good friends and shoulder-to-cry-on friends. I have mentors, residential staff, hallmates and study buddies.

Not having to rely on a singular "number one" means that when there's a piece of good news – getting that job I really wanted or earning that A I worked so hard for – I find myself telling a plethora of people from Emory and beyond that I know will rejoice with me. Although every single person on their list may have someone that they are closer with, that doesn't mean that they don't care for me. Each friend values me as a person they can be vulnerable with, regardless of whether we're besties or not.

So, maybe I'm still in search of that number one. But maybe having someone I can rely on no matter what isn't necessary, as I already have found so many people who will make it their priority to be there for me in both joy and sorrow. Although I don't have that one shoulder to cry on just yet, I am certain that, when challenges come my way, I have a whole army standing behind me.

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These Are 4 Proven Ways That Vaccines Cause Autism

Stock up on those essential oils.


Let's just start with the first (and main) point.

1. They don't.

Susan in your anti-vax group is not a scholarly source (despite her hours and hours of Google research).

2. But in case you still believe Susan...

Maybe you'll believe Autism Speaks who says, "Scientists have conducted extensive research over the last two decades to determine whether there is any link between childhood vaccinations and autism. The results of this research is clear: Vaccines do not cause autism."

3. And if Autism Speaks still didn't convince you...

Feel free to take a look at this comprehensive list of studies that all say that there is no relationship between vaccines such as the MMR vaccination and the development of autism.

4. But here's what you should know...

There have been a few studies lately that have shown that autism develops in utero aka before a baby is even born AND before a baby can even receive vaccinations.

Vaccinations have prevented COUNTLESS deaths and illnesses. Vaccination rates are continuing to fall and do you know what that means? Measles will make its way back. Whooping cough will come back. Rubella, mumps, and polio will come back and there will be no way to stop it.

So, now that you know that vaccines do not cause autism, you're welcome to go tell Susan from your anti-vax group that as well as tell her that the Earth isn't flat. But, don't forget to mention it to her that her essential oils and organic foods are not keeping her children safe from the measles or tuberculosis.

Vaccinate your children. And, besides, even IF vaccinations caused autism, wouldn't you rather have a child with a developmental disorder rather than a child who died from the measles?

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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.


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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