All posts filed under: School

My First Day of Third Grade

Originally posted on Nothing Was Said:
I survived my first day of third grade, for the second time in my life. The difference is that this time I wasn’t the awkward new kid coming in in the middle of the year. This time I was the awkward new teacher coming in the day before Day 1 and pretending to be in charge. I think I still managed to fool them. This was my third first-day-of-school since I finished school… for three years I’ve done something I never thought I’d get into. Teaching is supposed to be a calling, not a temporary fling. Right? I really missed the boat on that one. But this school is good. So good. Scary good. The kids are smart, respectful, and eager. (Who are these people??) The teachers are enthusiastic, supportive, and intelligent. (And who are these people??) The parents are …parents. But they’re nice parents, generous parents, reasonable parents. (Am I even awake right now?!) I am masterful at jumping the gun, so seeing as it’s only the end of…

Driver/Passenger

Originally posted on Maggie Grace:
I was a little late to get my driver’s license, waiting until the summer before college. A mean instructor the previous December had made me cry and I avoided driving lessons for months until I realized there wouldn’t really be a better time to do this. I had spent the last two years of high school taking the bus home from school and being driven around town by my friends. I love the passenger seat of a car. All those used Honda Civics and Toyota RAV4s  (and one 1992 BMW) blend together now, but I loved the sound of a car pulling into my parents drive way. I loved climbing into the passenger seat as my friend shoved all her bags and receipts and water bottles into the back to make room for me. I loved not worrying about whether we were taking the fastest route or whether there would be a good parking spot close to Panera. Eventually I got my license and brought my grandfather’s old Chevy Prizm…

Graduating Is The Pits

Originally posted on Taylor Is Not a Carrie:
I’m on the campus planning committee, and at an event I was hosting, I traded T-shirts with a girl who requested a different size. Literally gave her the shirt off my back. I don’t think she saw me, but when I turned around, she was sniffing the pits. Gr8. I can finally share this news because it went live: I GOT A SCHOLARSHIP AND AM FEATURED ON THE FABULOUSLY HELPFUL AND WEALTH OF KNOWLEDGE ED2010!!!! I’m not even going to humor the Internet with fake humility here. “What? Who, me? I won?? Stop it, you!” I’m a broke betch in NYC. I was going to get that scholarship if I had to hack, drag, and drop it out of another poor (literally) intern’s inbox. And now here I am, blogging faster than live Twitter feed of a GOP debate because of the new Internet exposure, duh. It’s been a hot second since I’ve blogged, so I should give a quick update that I graduate in 9 days. Only NINE days. 9 days is…

The College Years: Navigating Frat Parties, Relationships, and Studies

Originally posted on Nina Navigating Life :
“College will be the best four years of your life.” – Everyone Not to sound like everyone else, but college actually was the best four years of my life. High school was absolutely awful for me, as I’m sure many of you can relate to. I didn’t have that many friends, and the friends I did have were the root of many tears, drama, and anxiety. So when I moved into my freshman year dorm with my roommate and two suitemates who had no idea who I was, I was overjoyed. For some reason, the thought of not knowing anyone was actually comforting to me. Sure, it was scary at times, but I was so excited to have a clean slate. I always say that my freshman year was the most fun year of my life, but I would never want to do it again. And I can explain that statement to you in two words: FRAT PARTIES. Okay, that’s a bit of an exaggeration. There were plenty of other fun things about that year,…

I Regret Getting My MBA

Originally posted on One Millennial Girl:
My intentions are not to make you think that I’m not proud of achieving the accomplishment of obtaining a master’s degree, the process comes with the good as well as the bad. I want to share my experiences and a few of the situations I faced during and after my time in the MBA program. The good – is the feeling of walking across the stage, knowing that you’ve made it through some of the toughest courses, the pats on the back from family and friends, and the possibility of a stable career. The bad – comes when you complete your M.B.A. while you’re unemployed, with no way of paying back your student loans. This is where my regret comes in. I went into the M.B.A. program a year after getting my bachelor’s degree. I wanted to continue the learning process while I still had a student mindset and I figured it would help me stay competitive in the job market. At that time, I didn’t really know what…

11 Ways to Save on School

Rent a book or buy used. Talk to students in your program that have taken the classes you want to take and buy the books from them. Or buy the books for cheap at online stores like Amazon or AbeBooks.com Sell your books right away when your done with the semester. Post an ad on campus, sell them to the bookstore or to a friend. You may end up getting pennies on the dollar for what you spent but it’s better to get something for them than nothing. If you have the grades, become a Teaching Assistant or tutor in your school during the year.  They pay well above minimum wage, you get to refresh the material you already learned by teaching others & you get paid to do it. Of course if you have an internship during the school year that is even better. Apply for scholarships, bursaries and grants in your school. Visit your schools financial aid’s office and also check out helpful sites like Scholarship Canada  for scholarships being offered that you…

Money & Essentialism

Originally posted on Generation Y Retirement Account:
This past Friday, I finished a book entitled Essentialism: The Disciplined Pursuit of Less by Greg McKeown (selected by my new company’s book club)! It was a fast & incredibly relevant read. (P.S. If you’ve been to my corner of the internet a few times, you’ll start to recognize that books serve as a major source of inspiration for my posts). Today I’m bringing a breakdown of Essentialism, overall life, and how this all correlates to money & personal finance. More and more the rapidity of life, technology and pursuit of success seems to overwhelm individuals. I can attest to this…from shaping my resume & refining my GPA in high school and college, to graduating and feeling like I am constantly huffing and puffing to keep in stride with life. After leaving several years of life at the educational institute level, it suddenly seems like you are back to square one. Regardless of how equipped you may be with the knowledge you acquired in school/university, nothing can quite prepare…

Playing House: What Toys Taught Me That School Should Have

I sat at the bottom of the staircase as my brother finished making his sandwich in the kitchen. “I didn’t really know how to hold him. I kind of held him like a football, haha.” “I’ve actually known how to hold a baby since I was…about four. By the age of six I knew how to swaddle a baby, change a diaper, and feed/burp them.” “What’s a swaddle?”

Street Artist: Alice Pasquini

Originally posted on Brooke Brunson:
? A visual artist from Rome, Alice is a talented young woman who also works as an illustrator, set designer, and painter. Most of her artwork can be seen on city walls in various cities across the globe, such as Sydney, New York, Barcelona, Oslo, Moscow, Paris, Copenhagen, Marrakech, Berlin, Saigon, London, and Rome. Her inspiration and message behind her craft is to create art about people and their relationships. She aims to depict the small or little between moments between people and one another that never get seen. While representing the true feelings of human empathy and exploring different points of view. Some of her other depictions that you can see throughout her work include strong and independent women.  A new meaning of what it takes to be the woman of today and showing women in a way that differs from the highly sexualized image of femininity that is typically seen in society. The brightness and colorful hues in her work are usually carried out in color spray paint, acrylics,…

How Not to University: First Impressions

Originally posted on Pinkjumpers:
Having survived my first semester at university, albeit somewhat haphazardly, I like to think that I  have already learned a great number of things with regards to surviving the ‘outside world’. In what I hope will become something of a ‘how-to’ series, I will share my snippets of advice  alongside my first-hand woes that naturally stem from a girl who has yet to master the art of living smoothly. A lot can rest in first impressions- it is the difference between being ‘that intelligent female  who knows a lot about 17th century literature’ and being ‘that girl who parades around with yesterday’s lasagne stuck to her face’. And never are first impressions quite so important than when you start university; when every impression is both first and nightmarishly   immortal. It’s not breaking news to reveal that a drunken slobbery kiss the night before is a terribly awkward encounter in Tesco’s the day after. But even those ‘did I really lick his face last night?’ encounters do not compare to the events of…