World, The Undergrad is back on campus! This is my very first blog post from my new dorm room, and I’ll admit, it feels a bit surreal, especially since my roommate this year is one of my own friends and not a random stranger. I feel more at home now than I ever really did then, to be honest. Continue reading
Well, ladies and gents, I have a job interview.
Oh my goodness!
After months of unemployment, I might finally be striking gold! I switched from applying to jobs around my hometown to seeking out campus jobs; I was nearly certain I was going to get one when I got the “Sorry, but no,” email a few days later. Others didn’t even bother responding to my inquiries. But finally, finally, I’m getting closer to having work again!
The job I’m applying for is student assistant with my school’s study abroad office. The job description includes clerical work, data entry, answering phones, et cetera. Nothing too difficult, and definitely a change of pace for me–no more fast food! A nice, cushy office instead! I CAN WEAR BUSINESS ATTIRE ONCE MORE!! (Not to mention, the building I’d be working in is right next to my dorm, which will be perfect for those cold winter days that soon approach.)
I’m a little excited, but alas, I’m mostly nervous at this point. My job interview is at 4pm today, and I need to ace that if I want to secure this job. I know all the basics: firm handshake, eye contact, smile, no stutters… even so, I feel ready to throw up from the anxiety right now. What if I majorly mess up? What if they don’t like me?
All the same, I’m hoping for the best. I can be pretty charming when I really put myself to it.
I’ll keep you updated on this new development. Let’s hope the outcome is a good one!
Hello! I’m alive!
After a long summer hiatus, I’ve decided it’s time to return to my dear old blog, especially now that there are exactly two weeks between me and my second move-in day. Eep!
Admittedly, I’m far less stressed out this year about packing and moving in then I was last year. For starters, my roommate this year is one of my best friends, so I’m not worried about the notion of sharing a room with a complete stranger. As a benefit, also, we’ve actually been keeping in touch about who’s bringing what to the room (as opposed to last year when I would try to coordinate with my roommate and she would generally respond with, “I don’t know” or “Whatever you like!”).
I also am not running around trying to fulfill every bullet point on those college checklists you get at the store. Experience tells me I don’t need a full set of silverware or a bulk pack of lightbulbs. I think I can survive easily with much of the stuff I already had last year.
There’s a new kind of excitement that precedes me this year. I won’t have to find my way around campus or go through those orientation week group discussions about life or attempt to make friends and hope they stick. I’m coming back to an established group of friends and, let’s be honest, to my second home.
What a nice feeling.
The dynamic of this Starbucks is incredibly different. Rather than hungrily hawking out tables close to outlets and attempting to squeeze all my books and my laptop onto dinky, rickety tables, I scored a large table in a matter of seconds, and within a few minutes of my arrival, the entire seating area was cleared. I could sit anywhere. Rather than rubbing elbows with students, suits, and babbling homeless men with just enough coins for a red-eye, I’ve been watching as middle-aged soccer moms and elderly men with tennis-bell-bedecked walkers quietly order their venti, non-whip, nonfat, quad-shot vanilla lattes. Even the walk here was vastly different: there were no screaming nuts standing at bus stops on my journey here, no sketchy looking figures eyeing me and trying to deduce how much money was in my pocket. In fact, there was almost no one on the sidewalk but little ol’ me.
I’m not at school anymore. I’m home. Continue reading
If you want a really strange, gurgly feeling in your stomach, I suggest you do this: drink a 16oz cup of coffee with some half-and-half and two packets of Splenda, follow it with two sips of your friend’s Mountain Dew Voltage, and chase it all down with about 12 ounces of Mountain Dew Code Red.
I don’t feel sick or anything, but my stomach just keeps rumbling. It’s weird. I hope it stops soon, or philosophy class is going to be an awkward seventy-five minutes. Continue reading
It’s hard to believe, but my freshman year of college is coming to an end; on May 10th, I’ll be heading home for the summer, and exiting my dorm for the final time. It’s a little bittersweet, but at the same time, I can’t wait to start my sophomore year. While this year was really amazing, I could use a fresh start in a few aspects, and the fall of 2012 is the time to do it.
Everyone is going to make mistakes when they arrive at college, but hopefully my list can help any incoming freshman out there take note of what (not) to do when they get here! Continue reading