I think the reality of living away from home really sinks in when your parents leave for home on move-in day.
I remember mine: we had just enjoyed a nice dinner at Chili’s, and it was just starting to get dark. I gave my mom a second hug, shook my dad’s hand, and they got in the car and drove off. I walked back up the stairs to my dorm, and as I looked at the buildings on either side, I realized it: I’m on my own. This was both a cool and unnerving thought.
Once your parents leave, you’re going to be on your own too. You might feel lonely, homesick, and nervous. How you choose to spend your first night is up to you, and you should do what you feel most comfortable doing, but here are some things I recommend: Read more…
Moving into college is extremely exciting, but it can also be incredibly hectic if you’re not properly prepared. There’s always a lot to do and only so many hours to do it. Here’s how to make your dorm move in go as smoothly as possible:
- Have everything ready the night before. Have all of your bags and suitcases ready to go before you go to bed. There’s nothing worse than last-minute stress in the morning, and if you’re pretty sure you have everything the night before, you can miss this huge headache.
1. What’s your best restaurant experience?
Hard to say. I think my best restaurant experience was the first birthday I celebrated courtesy of Mr. Pink. He took me to Upstairs on the Square, in Harvard Square, and it was so, so perfect. It was a total surprise, and if you go to the website, you’ll see that it was the most perfect choice on his part – and I knew that he really “got me.” What wasn’t so fabulous was how I got trashed on gin and tonics. Whatever.
2. What kind of lotion do you use?
I use allll kinds of lotions. Right now, my rotation includes Gloomaway, a grapefruit-y scented lotion, by Origins, Ginger-with-a-Twist, a ginger-citrus-y lotion by Origins, and, *ahem*, Queen Helene cocoa butter for the pregnant belly. Let’s keep the stretch marks at bay, shall we? Read more…
Oh, how time has flown chasing away one big yellow moon after another… When our boys were much younger it was easy to entertain them on Halloween. Often we would take them to the local church for their hosted Trunk O Treat.
My boys would love to walk by the various decorated parked cars on the church parking lot as they gathered candies from cobweb covered spooky trunks. My husband and I loved that we could keep them in a safe and contained environment.
As our kids grew a little older we would also take them to pockets of our town where neighbors would drape their homes for Halloween. When they grew more independent, us parents would take turns supervising groups of their friends while they trick-o-treated.
The other day I went to sleep and all was fine.
Then around 5:30/6 am I woke up. Not spontaneously. Rather my eye was really bothering me. It was painful and runny (sorry for the lovely details!).
So I went to the bathroom and saw that my eye was really red. I washed it and tried going back to sleep. No going.
So naturally I logged onto the internet to see what the possible causes of a red, runny, painful eye could be. First possibility? Pink eye. Now I’ve never had pink eye before, I know it is highly contagious. So when I took a shower I was super careful and used a separate towel to dry my face.
President Obama stated that “dropping out of high school is no longer an option. It’s not just quitting on yourself, it’s quitting on your country—and this country needs and values the talents of every American.” Since this time, the government has made a major promise to increasing America’s high school graduation rate. Top researchers have agreed that 25 -30% of students who sign up in not make the grade. Isn’t it sad?
Sure you do, but somehow, I managed to make it through high school without having a cell phone. Although I begged for one, my parents didn’t want to pay for it, and I didn’t care strongly enough to shell out $40-$50 a month for a phone bill. Once I graduated high school though, my parents acknowledged that I would need a phone for my freshman year in college, and we went to Verizon and bought a cell phone for me.
When I went to college, I quickly learned that having a cell phone was not only useful, but it was a bit of a necessity if I wanted to stay involved with everything that was going on. Read more…
If you don’t already have a cell phone, you’re definitely going to want one before college. Cell phones are extremely useful nowadays, and if you don’t have one, you’re going to be surprised at how frequently you’re inconvenienced.
You may already have a plan that you’re going to continue, but if you’re open to the idea of a new phone and/or provider, you should definitely make sure you make the right choice.
Depending on where you go to school, the providers that you believe are best may not necessarily be the best choice. I use Verizon — a network that’s normally considered to be very reliable — yet I get the worst service here. Text messages rarely send and calls won’t always go through. That’s only around my dorm, but that’s still a giant inconvenience.
I have such a roller coaster life. I swear. It is constantly on an up and down. Anyway, so…let’s start with nearly a week ago Friday. It was my first evening shift ever (that was not considered training) at Family & Children Services. It was hell on earth, I kid you not.
I already wrote on my twitter that I was called an “Ugly b**** who sucks my daddy’s d***.” By a 10 year old! I dealt with being hit…first by a flying shoe, then the kid came up behind me on two occasions to beat me with his fists. My dinner was SPIT on. Talk about FUN, kids. FUN. No, it wasn’t. I woke up on Tuesday morning…as I was supposed to go to one of my last trainings….And I quit. I took my bag in with all of my keys, my ID card, etc.
And I turned it into the front desk with a big fat SMILE on my face. It felt so darn good to say “This is for Rich!” and walk away. With an even bigger smile. Then I deal with people who dropped out from high school and took GED classes in the Bronx to get their GED diploma. I help them to manage getting to college. Hard work, believe me.