Context: I have a week left of classes and then finals. Two huge papers and a lab report due next week and then five finals to worry about. I’m not a drinker, really. I do go out but I’ve never been the twice in a weekend, every weekend sorta partier. It’s not my scene and I just can’t handle the lack of sleep and work load I have as a science student – lots of people can and do OK but I can’t.
So normally this would have been the last weekend I’d decide to go out, and get loaded. Too much to get done. But miraculously I had the night off (I work as an RA on campus) and the campus bar was having a school spirit themed event and I happened to have the perfect dress I was dying to wear. So I decided yesterday morning that I was going out and that was that.
It worked out better than okay. I had a great time, spending fun time with my boyfriend even in a group setting for most of the night relieved a lot of the tension we’ve been feeling due to school stress and even though we didn’t crash until about 4 we were up and at ’em by 11 and I had a great day.
Because I knew I was going out I worked my butt off through the day yesterday and got more than I would have done if I stayed in. Today was mostly a write off – I don’t get hungover just sleepy and lazy from being up late – but my mood is worth it.
Socialization has the power to keep me smiling for days, and a happy Hazel is a productive Hazel.
Just a little note to myself and to you, it’s okay to let loose once in a while and even if it seems counter productive it might just be the best thing you can do for yourself.
Total inspiration credit goes to somethingwinnderful.com for this post – #13 on her “What I Would Tell my Freshman Self” post is what compelled me to elaborate on my feelings on this subject.
I have been with the same guy for a while now.. thinking about how long considering my age (20) tends to stress me out. In today’s society being in a serious relationship before having a life plan is uncommon and scary. I don’t know where I’ll end up after my undergrad, and since he’s two years older and finishing up his this may – I don’t know what it will be like to be here without him.
But so what – I love him and we are happy together. So we should be together, right?
Something I dislike about myself is my tendency to compare. I know some really young people in some really bad long term relationships – does that mean my long term relationship is a mistake too? – I don’t think.
Many University students sleep around a lot at this time in their lives, and they seem happy. So would I be happier if I wasn’t committed and could get more diverse sexual experience during my early 20’s? – still don’t think.
And the biggest question: Lots of those students that experimented with different relationships through school settle down with “the one” after. So they must know exactly who their perfect match is by “playing the field” right? – still don’t think.
What I do think might be similar to Katie Winn’s opinion in the previously mentioned post. Love isn’t reserved for one special person who can only be found by searching through multitudes of partners. Love is a verb. Love is something you do and give and uphold with someone who you care about and enjoy being with. I firmly believe that if a relationship makes your life even a smidgen better than you should do whatever it takes to maintain it. To me falling in love didn’t happen because my guy is the only guy for me. It happened gradually as we grew together and continues to happen as we help each other become who we want to be. As our relationship grew the care and effort that we put into being a valuable part of each others lives resulted in love, at least how I see it.
I don’t think my long-term exclusive relationship through my undergrad is holding me back from anything, I don’t think I’m having less fun, less sex or experiencing less because of my boyfriend. I don’t think long-term and young have to be a combination that screams unhealthy in my head just because of my exposure to relationships that are just that. I also don’t think that being in love right now means I can’t possibly find another “the one” later if that’s where my life leads.
For now, love is a verb and I am doing it with my boyfriend of almost 3 years, because it makes me happy and I love making him happy. That’s all that should matter.
Ah. Beyond pumped.
Today I start volunteering in a neuropathology research lab at my university. The prof I’ll be working under is interested in electroregulation of stress hormones in electric fish. Does that put you to sleep, cause it makes me feel electrically charged. heh bad pun. Anyway – I applied for a job in this lab for the coming summer and while it’s rare that a second year student will get the job even just volunteering could be a major thing towards a career.
I plan to complete an honours degree which essentially means I’ll have to do a large research project in my fourth year which will preferably relate to neuroscience in some way as those are the masters/phd programs I intend to apply for. For that research project I need a thesis advisor in my area of interest (hello – this researcher!) making ties with her before the end of my second year (SECOND) is a huge step ahead.
Just another thing I love about my small university – never would have made this connection at a large institution.
Wish me luck – and put yourself out there. Talking to professors in your field of interest, even if you haven’t taken their classes can lead to humongous opportunities.
Today TheDailyPost’s daily prompt is “talking in your sleep”. To be honest I didn’t even read the actual article – just the title sparked my interest for a fun series (fun for me – probably creepy and boring for most readers).
I sleep talk like crazy – as in every single night. I’ve been told by at least 3 or 4 people that I tend to ask a question and pause for the response before continuing on the conversation. About two years ago I started using a sleep talk recorder on my phone or iPod and while most of what I say is a string of words that don’t make sense or too mumbled to make out – some recordings are just plain hilarious.
I’ll share some of my favourites off the top of my head today and new funny ones as they come up on random nights that I decide to record.
Maybe we should wear pants, just incase.
This occurred one of the first nights I slept with my current boyfriend… Not too sure what I could have been getting at.
Followed by waking up very angry when my bf obliged and woke me up by wrapping his arms around me – lots of sleepy confusion there.
Just one more funny one for today – my all time favourite
The easier they are to find, the closer you keep them by your side.
Deep and proverbial right? Have fun interpreting that – I even googled it to see if it was some lyric or something I heard subconsciously but no, it’s my own ramblings.. If anyone has an idea what it might mean please let me know!
What are some of the funniest things you or your bed/room mates have said in your sleep? I’d love to have a laugh at them!
Vending machines kill more people than shark attacks, so does falling out of bed. Who woulda thunk it.
Another random tidbit from my ecology class: Barnacles have the largest penis relative to their body size. “Big whopping penises as my prof so eloquently put it.
Hope these little tidbits are something new to you too, happy Tuesday.
I’m almost done my second year of undergrad.. that’s about half way you guys. Time flies, especially when it’s jam-packed with all that comes from college/university – i.e. the papers, middies, exams and – ahem – parties.
I’m sure you’ve seen some version of the following:
& sadly to some extent this is just too true. Luckily there are ways you can manage your time to pick from all three circles. One of them is strategically skipping class – emphasis on the strategically part.
First things first: you are paying for the classes I’m about to tell you to skip. Keep that in mind. For instance I pay about $600 for a 30 credit hour course – that’s $20 for an hour of class time.
However, you’re paying for your education – and sometimes, unfortunately, those few hours a week in class aren’t the most educational use of your time. You’re also probably striving toward a good GPA too, and that requires some time juggling.
Here’s my advice from four semesters of class skipping and 4.0 earning:
Go to the first couple weeks of classes:
- Go on syllabus day. Lots don’t because they think that half hour class is a waste of the last hours of summer but the short first class of a semester is important. Syllabi hold most of what you need to know for the semester – reading assignments and important dates are essential to have early if you intend to not be in class all the time.
- Find out which courses have an attendance policy or participation grade and how the professor grades this – some use random quizzes but throw away a few lowest scores (so you can afford a couple missed), some like to hear you talk – in that case you can skip some classes and be vocal when you are there.
- Find out how the prof teaches – do they lecture and expect you to get every little detail or put all the notes online for your to access? There are profs that teach all along this spectrum and where they fit greatly determines how often you can skip their class.
- Biggest questions: do you learn more in class from the professor than you could at home on your own time? Are you interested in the material enough that you’ll teach yourself what you missed when you skip? Answers to these determine what classes you can and can’t skip.
Have friends in as many classes as possible:
- Chances are you know a few people in your program, do your best to find someone in each class that you know you can rely on for missed notes or important things, just make sure you pay them back. No one is going to give you great notes if you don’t repay the favour.
Plan when to skip and use your time wisely
- Once you know how often you can skip a given class you have to think of the most opportune times to do it. Try to only skip when it really is more beneficial to get another hour or so to sleep, or study, or shop (it happens!) than it is to be in that class
Moral of the story: You CAN skip class and still do well. My first semester I skipped nothing, I was too afraid of being a bad student or pissing my profs off. But if you use your common sense skipping class can even raise your GPA. I know some of my best library study sessions have been during a skipped class – the pressure of wanting to be more productive than I would be sitting in class keeps me motivated.