Small Stories of a Twenty-Something Adventuring Through Life
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I work as a student Hall Director at Morris and was a Community Adviser (more commonly known as an RA) for the last two years. I’ve lived on campus in a residence hall setting all four years of college and I love it. I love the community. I love the accessibility to campus (especially during the cold Minnesota winter!). I Continue reading “The ONE Thing I will NOT Miss About Living in a Residence Hall…”
“Well, that sounds like the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard, Britta…Â finals week is basically a royal suck fest and the sooner it is over, the better!”
Yes, some of you may very well be questioning the title of this post. I assure you I have good reason for this; please, please, let me explain…
Last night, I was holed up in the library working on my senior seminar paper. In order to make my homeworking a little more bearable, I turned on some instrumental Christmas music on Spotify. I haven’t been listening to a lot of Christmas music this year, and this was really the first time I turned it on since Continue reading “Why I’m Going to Make the Most of Finals Week”
I just got out of a writing center appointment for my history senior seminar paper.
I read out all that I currently have of my paper (which is currently 14.25 pages) to my tutor; together, we spent the remaining time after that discussing all that I could do to improve it and expand on it. I came to some important realizations regarding my thesis and I’m now ready to tackle the rest of it before I turn it in on Tuesday at 4 p.m.
The best part of my appointment? My tutor, who is a biology major and who avoids history at all costs, told me that he was engaged during the entirety of the time he was listening to my reading it out loud. More importantly, he told me that my  paper tells a story… Continue reading “Mini Successes in Paper Writing **Nerdy Post Alert**”
This quote. I love it. As a college student who lives on campus at my University, I don’t have the opportunity to actively live such a life to the extent that I’d like to. After all, most of the people I spend time with on a regular basis are between the ages of 18 and 22. It is true that I have friends and acquaintances from different backgrounds and even different countries. However, on such a small campus, I end  up seeing the same people again and again on a day-to-day basis. That’s not a bad thing, of course…I love my friends and I love my school! However, there isn’t a whole of room to continuously meet new people. Okay, I digress, that probably also has a lot to do with the fact that I’m a socially awkward introvert. The point I’m trying to make though is that college, as much as I love it, can be really good at putting one in a small, closed off bubble…especially at a college as small as Morris!
I read this quote, though, and immediately started to think about everyone whom I’ve been interacting with since joining WordPress. WordPress has allowed me to Continue reading “Blogging to Grow”
Yesterday, one of my good friends turned 21.
Naturally, being the college students that we are, we got together for a night of drinking and celebration.
My friend wanted a more intimate experience on her birthday instead of going out to bars, so we stayed in and celebrated in another friend’s apartment. The plan was for six of us girlfriends to get together for a girls night; it only ended up being three of us for the whole night because one friend got really sick, another wasn’t feeling that great, and another’s boyfriend ended up visiting and she didn’t want to intrude on our girls night with him. We had a few visitors throughout the night and two of our guy friends stopped by briefly, but otherwise it was just the three of us.
It was a good night. I’m not a big drinker–getting wasted every weekend is certainly not my idea of fun–but I do enjoy drinking occasionally. My friends joke that I don’t drink that often but when I do, I’m very “passionate” about it. Why? well, I usually end up getting drunk. You could say my motto is “go big or go Continue reading “The Beauty of a College Night Off”
I’m the type of person that always needs to have a cause. If I don’t, I get bored, anxious, and get to feeling a little worthless.
This cause doesn’t have to be anything huge (say saving the world). In fact, I get more personal satisfaction out of small things that make a difference.
I hope to find a lifelong cause in a future career. Lately, I have been intent on finding that cause well, yesterday. Problem is, I have no idea what I want to do after I graduate. This has been making me rather on edge because I so desperately need to feel like I’m doing something worthwhile or my anxiety spikes; I’m terribly frightened that I’ll go home after I graduate and sit on my bum for the rest of my life. Of course, knowing me, I wont let that happen. It’s still a fear that I have (irrational fears are all too real in Britta Land).
Today, I realized that maybe my current cause should simply be figuring out who I am.
I don’t need to have my future figured out. I can’t figure out my future until I allow Continue reading “A Thought About the Road Ahead”
So, I know I’m not helping the very present stereotype that Minnesota is a frozen wasteland 99% of the time. This is simply not true! (See my post about Fall in Minnesota for proof)
That being said, it is very much a frozen wasteland out here today. The snow started early this morning and hasn’t let up since.
I’m not sure how I feel about this, I really don’t. I look out my window and think, “gee, that’s pretty!” but then I step outside…as the biting prairie wind seeps through my entire body, I miserably ponder about how today is only the beginning. Dear, sweet, green grass…we will meet again in May (if we’re lucky). Continue reading “Greetings from Minnesota…”
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