Let’s face it, I’m not always witty. I know it’s hard to understand and to think of a time when I’m not on my A game because, let’s face it, I’m awesome. But it totally happens and it happens all the time. For example, this […]
Prepare yourself, this one is gonna be sappy. So obviously, with the exception of my last post, I’ve been taking a little break from blogging. I know, I’m the worst sometimes. However could I leave you hanging like that. But don’t worry, I’m back now, […]
It’s the most terrible time of the year
No I’m not an atheist referring to Christmas or someone who hates spending time with family hating on the holiday season. I am but a simple college freshman experiencing my first finals week. And let me tell you, it is not a fun time.
As someone who was an overachiever in high school, I was always exempt from my finals, so I have absolutely no clue how to take a comprehensive exam. Or an exam that counts for a ridiculously high percentage of my final grade. This, paired with the fact that I also have no idea how to study, makes for a very interesting first finals week.
So here’s the breakdown of my finals week according to my schedule of 16 hours and 5 classes:
Due to an unfortunate attendance error on my part, (who knew you have to go to class to pass it??) I did not have to take my french final, seeing as I’m going to fail no matter what and it would just be a waste of my time. So that takes out one final.
Pilates doesn’t have a final seeing as it’s ya know, pilates, so that takes out another final.
My “final” for comp 2, the absolute joke of a class that I only had to take because my AP Lit teacher ill prepared all of us for the AP test and therefore I definitely did not get the 5 on the test I needed in order to get credit, was a poster. A literal poster. Not even a paper, a tri-fold poster with glitter glue on it. So that takes out yet another final.
So now it comes down to my remaining two classes: understanding art and mass communications: two classes I definitely did not want to take a comprehensive final for.
My understanding art final was actually a make up exam from September, but don’t be fooled. It was a pain in the ass. While studying more may have helped slightly, unless I magically developed a photographic memory and stared at my textbook I was not going to do well on this exam. And plot twist: I didn’t. My grade hasn’t been returned to me, as my professor is extremely old school and doesn’t post grades on D2L, a quality I once found charming (during syllabus week, of course), butI can tell you right now I didn’t get any higher than a 70 on that exam, adding to the wonderful line up of exam grades that read as follows: 44% on exam 2 and 78% on exam three. I probably needed like a 300% on exam 1 in order to get a decent grade in the class, so now I’m just hoping for a high D. If only high school me could see me now.
I have yet to take my mass communications final, but while studying for it (the night before) I have realized that I did not retain any of the information from the following exams and now have to reteach it to myself in the 14 hours I have before my exam tomorrow. But, I expect to make at lowest a B, bringing my overall grade to either a high B or low A. So that could be worse.
My whole experience with OU finals week has taught me a lot of valuable information that I will take with me into my next semester.
1. fucking go to class
When everyone tells you to go to class, don’t brush them off and say you don’t need to. You need to. Even if you have a 98% in the class, if it takes attendance and you miss 15 days by some act of God, you are so absolutely fucked. I know your bed is warm and your 10:30 is all the way across campus, BUT YOU NEED TO GO. Take it from me. Learn from my mistake. Go to class.
2. do not take two honors classes at the same time
This isn’t so much information I learned myself, but that was handed down to me by someone far wiser than I. If you’re planning to take 18 hours, two of which are honors classes, while working a part time job at which you typically work 20 hours, while also interning at the school newspaper, don’t. Rethink your life, dumb ass. You couldn’t even make it to french every day, do not take two honors classes your second semester of college while doing everything else imaginable. It can wait until your senior year. Thankfully I have wonderful people in my life that gave me that reality check before it was too late and I was halfway into the semester having a mental breakdown so large it would register on the Richter scale. So don’t do that either. We can not do that together, like an anti suicide pact that saves our mental health.
3. schedule yourself a lunch break
You make think you can make it to 2:30 to eat lunch while also not eating breakfast but homie you are WRONG. You can’t make it and also you will never remember to throw a granola bar in your backpack so just do yourself a solid and schedule yourself at least 40 minutes around 11 or 12 to run to the union and grab something to eat and probably some coffee, because let’s face it, you need a little motivation to get your ass to class.
4. fucking go to class
That’s how important this one is. I put it in here twice. Go to class, idiot. (side note, this is me to myself, I am the idiot. You are not. You are beautiful and lovely and very intelligent. And I love what you’ve done with your hair today)
5. get to know your professors
The better your professors know you, the more likely they are to bump your grade up just a smidge and cut you some slack when you miss class. Especially if there’s some sort of outside reason for why you didn’t do something, i.e. you were so depressed you couldn’t get out of bed that day, just explain it to your professor and they’ll usually understand. Professors are people too.
On that note, I’m going to get back to studying. Good luck to all of you taking finals currently and fuck you to those who have already finished. Just kidding, I love you. I didn’t mean it. Stop walking away from me and let me love you.Have a wonderful break, all you college students. You deserve it.
Whether it’s for blood pressure or depression, medication is an important part of the lives of so many people, myself included. It is life saving in so many ways, and anti-depressants and anti-anxiety medication are two incredibly important things. I’ll never forget the first day […]
It’s the national day of overeating, drinking with your family, all things pumpkin, and turkey. I am, of course, referring to Thanksgiving, a personal favorite holiday of mine (definitely not because of its adjacency to my birthday). It’s the one day of the year where your family gets all cheesy and goes around the room saying what they’re thankful for. But this year, I’m going a step further than that and I’m going to give a shoutout to all the things I’m thankful for in the style of an open letter. So here we go, it’s time to get thankful.
Dear MAC lipstick, I love you. You transform my lips into different lips in a single swipe and you always hold on for so long, something for which I am eternally grateful. You come in so many shades, from deep, dark red to light, girly pink, and you don’t even cost an exorbitant amount of money. You are a wonderful addition to my makeup repertoire and I don’t know what I would do without you.
Dear coffee, I don’t even need to tell you I love you. You know. You are my one and only. I probably couldn’t live without you, and if I tried I would be in a constant state of having a caffeine deprivation headache, because let’s face it, I need caffeine to live. You’re all warm and loving and inviting and you smell so good and I just love you.
Dear leggings, good lord I love you. College has made me appreciate you so much more. I never realized all the various ways to wear leggings or the fact that being a college student basically means you never want to wear real pants again. You make my ass look fantastic while also being the most comfortable article of clothing invented beside the sports bra and I would live a sad existence without you.
THe university of oklahoma
Dear OU, I have grown to love you so much this semester. I never thought a school would fill the void Stanford left in my heart and you have gone above and beyond to do just that. From the squirrels everywhere to all the various coffee shops on campus that keep me in a constant state of caffeination, you meet all my requirements of being a wonderful university. Our school colors are even flattering, a difficult task for some schools in Oklahoma (*Cough cough* OSU *cough cough*). Boomer Sooner.
Dear mom and dad, Thank you. Without you two I wouldn’t even be here much less be the person I am today. You’ve shaped me into being the person I want to be and you two are my favorite humans. You’re goofy and funny and loving and wonderful and I will never ever stop loving you, even when you’re mad at me for me spending all of your money. You’ve given me the opportunity to go to college and have the life I want to be living and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to truly express my gratitude for that. Also, you might just want to stop reading now, you’re not going to like the next post.
Dear tattoos, Thank you for existing. You have given me the opportunity to permanently express a feeling on my body forever, and while I never thought I would get any when I was younger, I am so glad I have learned the error of my ways and come around to the idea of you. You both mean so much to me and whenever I see you I think of all that I’ve overcome in life and all of the great things ahead of me. You also hurt like a bitch, but now I can pretty much handle any other pain so thanks for that too.
Whether you’re spending your Thanksgiving with family or you’ve opted to do the “Friendsgiving” so many people I know are doing this week, take a few minutes of your time to be cheesy all by yourself and take inventory of all the things you’re thankful for. If you happen to be doing that now go ahead and comment the highlights so I can be thankful with you. But no matter what, this Thanksgiving just remember how truly blessed you are to be alive and be a person and be a part of this wonderful human experience. Also eat some turkey and take a nap. It’s the best time for it.
It’s the beginning of the holiday season and we all know what that means: getting shitfaced with your family. Okay, sorry, let me start over. It means family dinners, which, for people with eating disorders, can be so incredibly stressful you HAVE to get shitfaced […]
I hate this ad.
There are many reasons why I hate this ad, but I’ll just focus on the highlights so as not to have a three mile long article full of profanity and anger.
Reason #1 why this ad is garbage: What even is a beach body?? To me, one can determine if they have a beach body by following two simple steps:
- Do you have a body?
- Are you on the beach?
CONGRATULATIONS you have a beach body. Continue frolicking in the sand and enjoying your positive body image to your heart’s content.
Reason #2 why this ad makes me boil with rage: Why is it only a woman featured in this ad? This may just be me reaching for things to pick at, but it seems a little sexist to me that only women should be concerned about being thin and fitting a certain criteria of beauty in order to go out in public and if fulfills a gross stereotype while also objectifying women by what their bodies look like and not what their skills are or what their personalities are like.
Reason #3 why this ad is stupid and also dumb: It’s triggering. For people with low self esteem, eating disorders, or a negative body image, this is something that could make them feel negatively about themselves and force them to begin to wonder why their body doesn’t look like that and why they can’t be considered “beautiful,” even if they’re at the lowest weight that their body can hold without entering into medical starvation or potentially dying.
I know I vent about things like this a lot, but this topic is incredibly important to me. It makes my heart hurt that some people would see something like this and want to change their bodies to model some arbitrary standard of beauty set by the media and reinforced by years of positive feedback.
This ad is annoying. It is not representative of reinforcing healthy body image standards in young women. So instead, I think this ad should look a little something like these:
The fact that more than one organization felt the need to redo this ad and did so warms my heart, because it shows that there are people out there who saw a problem and found a resolution. People like you and me who see the beauty in every person and know that the size of a bikini does not equal the amount of worth allotted to a person, something that has taken me years to understand.
So the question still stands: how do you get a perfect beach body?
You put on a swimsuit, give the world your best smile, and show everyone the confidence you have, letting it radiate from you with the warm glow of self esteem, and hopefully others will do the same.