White Board Retaliation

So in most dorms, atleast around here, we have white boards on the outside on our dorm room doors. Now in the past two years Ive had only one semester where people that didn't like me wrote on my board. Now all they did was erase my name and not my roommates, or write that I was a whore..(I'm not) Now this year I wanted to start super fresh, which I am...I figured I wouldn't have to deal with it. Until I got to my room yesterday afternoon. I came back to my room only to see that on my board someone had written, "Amanda is a whore-able person". Now I went to a few friends and ranted and vented about how I felt and how i seriously couldnt get over the fact that people had already started this on the first day of the semester.

Come to find out it was my cousin, playing a joke. Now in my group of friends there are a few such friends that would pull a joke like that. No biggie. But I don't like it when it says something like that and then there is no name under it, so that "credit" can not be given. So I went through one night of wondering who wrote it, whether they meant it or did it as a joke.

Sooo all in all, my point is. If you write mean things, but mean them as a joke, SIGN YOUR NAME. lol. And if you mean it seriously...grow up and stop writing mean things on dorm doors.

To Parents

I just moved back to campus today and I have a freshman roommate. She brought almost nothing. I am sometimes told I bring too much. But what some people need to understand is that I live here. LIVE here. It is my home for 8 out of 12 months. I'm going to bring as much as I want/need. Both for fun and for necessity. So Parents..get off your college kids back and help 'em pack.

Pot Luck

Seeing as this is my own personal blog and my own personal opinon, I am obvioulsy I am subjecting myself to the publics own opinion on me and mine. I go to college and I see tons of stuff going on all day everyday. Things that I either partake in or that I choose to not take part in. One of those things that I do not take part in is Pot smoking. Within my group of companions (I won't call all of them friends) more than half smoke pot.

The boys used to go to the store in town just so they could clam bake the car. They would recruit freshman, they would hide it in their rooms (Moms..when you buy the Ziploc sandwich bags...it's not to store sandwiches) My ex-boyfriend had a roommate who would cleverly purchase the skunk weed, as many of my fellow students would do, to make it less obvious well the smell would reach the noses of our superiors. My ex would laugh at me when I would comment about the skunks on campus, and for a while let me believe that's what I was smelling. I soon learned different. How nice of him..to treat me like a damned child. I'm bitter, but to continue..

He would also smoke it despite my heartfelt pleas, and the fact that it made him a complete ass. He would steal from the local Walmart, both expensive and non-expensive items. I of course, never found out that he was smoking all the time because he went to great efforts to hide it from me, until after we broke up. Not surprising.

I even had adults telling me I should smoke to relieve stress and to relax. His extended family no less. Now I've got my cousin smoking it, I've got my little sisters friends contemplating doing it, with the approval of parts of their own family. Crazy. And I hate seeing it.

So when you go off to school...I suggest not smoking it. Cuz lets see...My ex failed his last semester, the families of some of the people I know live not so top notch lifes and can't, or won't get good jobs. Their houses are cheap and messy, they are irresponsible, and here I am, a non-"smoker" and I have money, my own good job, a good reputation, I don't steal, and I'm super smart.

You choose. I'd hate to see you get caught and kicked out of school. But then again, if you smoke and get caught..you kind of deserve it.

Legitimate Writers? Try Again

Ok so my dad is a news junkie. He watches it, he reads it, he talks to it, and when he surfs the web, he catches news waves. He was reading todays Times Union and found an article he thought I'd enjoy written by other college students, about tips on being a student.

I read some of the entries each alumni had written, enjoyed some, and frowned at others. The ones I liked included tips about club joining, gym workouts and parking tricks. Then I moved on to the closer and laughed out loud.

This guy from Manhatten College closed his statment by saying that college would be the best years of your life no matter what and that the transition was rather easy. Not word for word, but I just got to the basics. I laughed because...GOD I hope these aren't the best years of my life and it was NOT and easy transition.

Everyone is diffrent. And I dont know about you guys, but when someone writes an article that will be seen by hundreds, they would be smart to write towards a wider audiance rather than those 24/7 happy-go-lucky freshman to be's.

When I write my posts here, I try my best to make sure I hit upon every point, that everyone gets a say, a voice, a tip. I write for the ones having a hard time, and for those who are having a blast. I do not sugar coat it, nor do I cast a black cloud over every event having to do with after high school education.

So I say, to all of you "legitimate writers" please consider everyone. I'd be bad technique to not cover all your bases.

Expect Change

When learning how to survive in college always expect change.

Within the last two days I have found out that one of my best friends is commuting to campus, and despite the fac that I shall see him everyday, I'm still rather upset over the whole thing. And then today I found out that one of my mentors/role models/authority figures, is not returning to the position she at one time, held. Yet another set back in what I thought was going to be a fresh start. In all seriousness and in brutal reality it is turning out to be a much fresher start than I had anticipated.

See, after two years and I still have not mastered the art of expecting change on a whim. In the blink of an eye all your plans can reverse themselves like a horrible game of UNO. And here I am the UNO person whos got a bad hand. Now any of us who have played UNO know that in the blink of an eye the game can take a turn and we can be back on top of our game if we play our cards right. And that, my friends, is what I intend to do.

Now the situation pesented to me in the recent days is but a lesson learned and repeated. My freshman year I changed from home-body to campus bound college kid. And OH BOY, was it a change. New friends, new classes, new home, new and not so welcomed menus. I went from happy go lucky to down and outer. Now don't read this and think that will be you too, though I do caution you to behave carefully because depression is a very common occurance among college students. Here's hoping you smile and luagh your way through.

There is no fun prt about this type of change. REALTIONSHIPS. I went from a two week fling to a two month status-less "seeing a guy" to Christmas vacation where I was single and miserable. After returning I moved dorms, got new friends, and fell in love with a guy that is the complete opposite of what I normally go for. That lasted three wonderful, fight free months, until he had to graduate and leave for home in LongIsland. After finding out that he had told me a very big lie, I quickly recovered by jumping into the bed of a friend, who was hated by my ex and to my surprise, was already deeply in love with me. Yay right?

I fell madly in love with him after claiming that it;d never work and he was better off without me. He worked his ass off for months and we dated for almost a year. At the end of that relationship he cheated, flirted and lied his way into a break-up that shattered me and sent me right back into that depression I had so cleverly escaped. Now, here I am, single, self-employed, and getting ready to start my third year of college, which looks to be packed with change already, and I'm not even on campus yet.

Wish me luck, Because I wish you luck!

Avoiding Drama

I have had almost two years of non-stop drama. And it'd ironic because I hate it and I hate people who use the word. But thats what it is, I myself am going to call it immaturity.

I've had rumors spread about my at the time boyfriend, which I never found out the truth about, i guess there was no way to really. I've had people try to convince that same boy (key word) that i was going to be on that dorm floor and I would be dramatic about the break up, so to move in with him and avoid me. When in reality I have now fully, well 99% recovered from the whole thing and plan to be quite my own person.

The same person who tried to convince my boyfriend of that ( he's now my ex ) that same person, has so little talent in life, he goes around bragging about people he knows! Crazy right? I thought so. So I've decided to ignore this person fully and to the greatest extent possible. If he tries to talk or make himself a part of my surrounding I shall quite firmly put him in his place. However bitchy I may need to be.

I just recently told a friend trying to avoid "immaturity" that the best way to do so is to avoid certain people altogether. So my piece of advice for today is learn to be a VERY good judge of character , practice those skills, and avoid the people who do not live up to your standards in the way of morals...You'll be better off for it.

Tips I

You want a few college survival tips...

I. Go to a counselor.

II. Go to class.

III. Go to your advisor

IV. Date Carefully. (Don't say you won't, cuz you will inevitably date)

V. Call home often.

VI. If you have a car...treat it like its priceless, because you won't ahve the money to fix it.

Time Travel

As I was on my way to oth Staples and Wal-Mart to pick up some needed school supplies I started up a little chat/discussion with my mother on time and school. It went a little something like this...I looked out the window after seeing some really neato-cool looking new style lunch boxes and I remarked on how I would like time to go back about two or three years. My mother then asked me why. My first and obvious reason was so I could buy that cool new lunch box, but my other reason was to re-do the last two years of college. You see, I first went through a tiny depression, recovered, only to do it again this past year. I unfortunately had to leave a whole month early because it got so bad...(reason will be posted shortly). So for any new incoming Freshies, or for you returnees such as myself...don't feel bad, it happens to tons of us.

College Years Intro

Ok so it IS scary. I am a third year college student, and no matter what year you hapen to be in...you ALWAYS have crap problems that seem to pop up when most unneeded. I will be updating this blog from day to day and telling my story, well stories, about the last two years I've spent in college. I will start with the beggining and work my way up to the present as this year progresses and I will be revisiting mistakes, and accomplishments to better myself as I go. I'll give and accept advice willingly and openly and share my every opinion right here.