The 7 Friends You Meet the First Week of College

Originally Posted on September 30th, 2016 on Her Campus UCF.

As told by the seven dwarfs because nothing screams college like a bunch of fools living together.

1) Happy

The overenthusiastic college student who is super excited to be at their dream school!! Nothing is getting in their way as they work their way to the top. They will be your best friend as the fill your life with positivity before the crushing reality of becoming an adult sets in. College is the best four years of your life and you best believe they make that known.

2) Sneezy

 

The one kid in your building who brought the plague from home during move-in weekend. You’ve never heard their real voice because they are so stuffed up, but the sound of their cough haunts your nightmares. No one has actually been brave enough to meet them yet, in fear of getting sick, but legend has it that they get this ill every year. Stay away from at all costs, unless you too want to enter the endless cycle of “seasonal allergies” that span across all four seasons.

3) Sleepy

 

Only two hours of class a day? That means 22 hours of sleep for them. You’ll be lucky if you see their face. Bonus points if you hold a conversation with them. (Alternative persona: The One Who Never Sleeps. Up at all hours of the night, where 4 am becomes “early”, and 11 am is bedtime. And by bedtime, we mean a 20 minute power nap to keep them rejuvenated for the next seven days. Are we concerned for them? Kinda. Are we proud of them for pursuing their nocturnal dreams? Of course.)

4) Dopey

 

The one everyone questions on how they got into college in the first place. They may have the book smarts to keep them going, but lack brain cells in the common sense department. Yet have no fear, this person provides endless entertainment and endless laughs. Use their stupidity to your advantage to make sure you don’t make the same mistakes. College is a learning experience and even the dopiest teach you valuable life lessons.

5) Grumpy

The one who let’s the stress get to them before reality even sets in. They are overcome by the weight of their personal world on their shoulders, and let it affect them personally.  They enter a state of confusion and set themselves far apart from the rest of the world. Mood decreased and any interactions with them just leads to an uncomfortable situation.

6) Bashful

 

The one people talk about, but is never around. They spend lots of time alone in their dorm, yet still experience fomo. Not to be confused with Sleepy, who makes the conscious decision to ignore people, Bashful just doesn’t know how to make the proper connections needed to succeed socially. Mission: Break Bashful Out of Their Shell is a go, as we look out for their best interest in having a good time.

7) Doc

The leader of the friend group that makes sure everyone is taken care of at the end of the day. They clean up the messes and tie together the family. Some call them mom, some call them dad, but in all of our hearts, we know they are there for us during all our highs and lows.

xoxo,

Life’s A Beach

For someone who’s spent the past eight months in paradise, it may sound surprising that I have yet to gain a suntan. Yet with only a week left in Florida, I’m determined to not return home as pale as I was when I left. First on the agenda to get tan? A failed self-tanning lotion. Have no fear, the beach was here to save me this time! And luckily, it was a successful trip!

Today I adventured to the shark bite capital of the world, New Smyrna Beach, Florida. Located just a little over an hour away from campus, this has been my second trip there this school year. Yet this time we were real Floridians and drove our dune buggy (Nicole’s Rav 4) right on the sand to start off the day.

85°s and sunshine greeted us as we sprawled out on the sand ready to soak up those rays. Not only was the weather perfect for splashing around, but it provided an amazing backdrop for photos (because if you didn’t post about it, did it really happen?)


After some super posed candids and amateur modeling sessions, we decided to head into the shopping district to grab lunch and find some pretty walls.


Once returning to our spot on the beach, it was time for a quick nap while everyone else boogie boarded. (I mentioned it was the shark bite capital of the world right? Yeah no way was I getting in that water!)

Yet no trip to the beach is complete without a sunburned back and a rising tide to scare us away. Maybe next time I’ll remember to reapply my sunscreen before getting in the car to head home. Life can be a real beach sometimes.

Regardless, it was an amazing final beach day before going home for the summer and I can’t wait for future adventures next fall!

xoxo,

Spring Break 2017

Okay so back in March I did this crazy thing called “spontaneously traveled across Florida” for spring break. Then the following month I did this other crazy thing called “I forgot to blog about it.” So here we are a little over a month later, and I finally am ready to put words to my amazing week.

Orlando has been my home for the past eight months, and somehow I managed to only see that part of Florida during my time here. So this spring break, I thought about all the fun things I could do in my city to keep myself entertained over our nine day break. Of course there was Disney and Universal, but I wanted to try something new and exciting. Then one day, an angel in the form of my boyfriend surprised me with a road trip across the state, with the plans to hit up each major city along the way.

With a map in hand, we decided to hit up Clearwater Beach, Tampa, Naples, the Everglades, and Miami, before scooping back up to Orlando for a final magical day at Disney. After a trip to the grocery store to stock up on snacks, and the making of a killer Spotify playlist, we were ready to hit the road.

After a short three hour drive, we made it to our first destination in Clearwater Beach. The sky was gloomy and the water wasn’t as clear as expected, but the town was cute and the beach was poppin. It was a cute little town, designed for tourists, with its beachfront lined with hotels, and lots of shops and activities located right on the beach.


With this being my first experience on the Gulf Coast, I realized that the water isn’t out to get me and can actually be kind of relaxing. After a dip in the water, a nap on the beach, and a walk across the pier, we were ready to head out. Yet on our way out we were greeted by the greatest of street performers, a father-son stunt show.

It was an exciting beginning to our adventure and the day ended with our first restaurant featured on Guy Fieri’s Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives, Taco Bus. A Tampa staple that started out as a food truck and evolved into a chain around the city. It did not disappoint.

Day two we hit the ground running and headed straight to Naples Beach. After a long car ride, we were greeted by the luxurious beach town designed for rich white people to vacation at. So of course our college minds pretended to be boujee and blend right in.

Let me just tell you that Naples is probably the nicest place ever. The sand was incredibly soft, the water was a shade of blue that I didn’t even know was natural, and the palm trees lined every corner. I set a goal right then and there to be successful enough in my career to eventually move there because you bet my suburban ass will be settling in one of those white picket fence lined beach houses.

It was the most relaxing of beaches with the warmest water. So warm that there were at least ten or so dolphins out swimming with us; it was incredible.


After basking in the sun, we got cleaned up and got a lil fancy to head out and explore 5th Ave South, their shopping and dining district. We dined at the classiest of burger joints, Brook’s Burgers and Dogs, where we were blessed with gourmet perfection. I had a donut burger which was literal heaven, and Josh’s burger was torched in front of him to perfectly caramelize the pineapple. This place deserves the best because wow. Just wow. That’s all I have to say.

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Afterwards we wandered the streets and wished we had enough money to live in luxury before settling in for the night.

Day three we were headed for the Everglades. Spoiler alert, they weren’t as exciting as elementary school science hyped up. After driving through “Panther Crossing” signs, we stopped at the welcome center to pick up some literature on what we could possibly do with our time here. My goal was to see a real life gator.

In Everglades City, there was a free museum that we checked out to get fully educated about what we were about to see.

We stopped at the first checkpoint where the gulf met the glades and explored around there for awhile without any luck of finding cool wildlife. Without an air boat reservation, we decided to just drive through and see what we wanted on our own accord. Plus the road lead straight to Miami so we were set.

Okay well that road turned out to be the most boring road in history. It went on for about an hour and a half with no exits down a single lane of swamp. Yet I did see my first and only Florida gator basking on the side of the road so that was super exciting!

Once the road finally ended, we were thrilled to find civilization on the brink of Miami. After a quick bite for lunch, we headed into the city and straight to Instagram Hoe heaven, the Wynwood Walls.

Wynwood Walls is part of one of the many art districts in downtown Miami. Blocks of buildings covered in murals line the streets and it’s perfect for the cliche wall pics, aka my aesthetic. I made Josh be the perfect Instagram boyfriend as he took countless photos of me in hundreds of different poses until I found the perfect ones to post. I was in heaven.


After posing in front of at least every single wall, we were ready to check out what Miami was all about and headed to the beach. We decided to checkout South Beach for the night and walked all the way down to the end. Three chincey gift shops later and we finally reached our second Guy Fieri stop of the tour, Taquiza. Handmade blue corn tortilla’s lined with pure Miami spice made the thirty-six block walk worth it. Thanks Guy Fieri for another A+ destination, we can always count on you!

After entering a food coma and walking outside to a windchill of 62 degrees, we decided to spare our selves and use bike share to get back. On that note, we called it a night.

The next morning, we started with a sunrise walk on the beach. We planned to stay at the beach all day but with weather in the fifties, we decided to head back a little early.

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On our way home, we took a quick pit stop in Vero Beach and it was just as cute as I heard. A cute little shopping district across from a beach from park reminded me of a nicer version of Clearwater. It also gave me serious Stone Harbor vibes from back home and I definitely intend on taking a staycation at the Disney Vero Beach Resort in the future.


After finally returning home, we decided to sleep the next thirty-six hours away to prep for our day at Disney. I considered it to be a personal victory that I was able to get my prince to come with me to my happy place. What better place to end our trip and celebrate six months of dating than at the Magic Kingdom?

We started the day at MK, followed by Epcot’s Flower and Garden Festival, than Hollywood Studios just in time to catch Star Wars: A Galactic Spectacular. As if we weren’t exhausted enough, we headed back to Magic Kingdom to ride a few more things before it closes, and even made it on Mine Train a good forty-five minutes after park close. What a magical experience to see the kiss goodnight with the one I love.

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It was a trip for the books and I’m not sure how we are going to top it. Next road trip together is in T-10 days as we head to the glamorous…Pittsburgh, PA!! I’m a little reluctant on going home for the summer, but I know the journey will be worth while with Josh by my side.

xoxo,

Status: Happily Inexperienced

Originally Posted September 21, 2016 on Her Campus UCF.

A few weeks ago, millions of adolescents packed up their childhoods, drove hundreds of miles, and started fresh in a new place for four small payments of $30,000!! It’s thrilling, exciting, and nerve-wracking all at the same time and thinking about it ties my stomach in knots. No one knows who you are or what your story is, yet labeling yourself as anything too early is social suicide. But what do I know? I’ve never gone through this before, and a couple of weeks ago, I too became one of these lost teenagers trying to figure out my life. There are a lot of reasons to be excited, and trust me, the good outweigh the bad. But here’s why my nerves are slowly eating away at my insides:

Teen culture in America has always revolved around the same thing. Sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll. So far I’m one for three, and succeeding in keeping my track record low in the “Life experiences” column. I must clearly be a failed teenager with only having experience in the Rock n’ Roll category, but I wouldn’t trade my long nights of concerts for long nights of getting plastered if you gave me a million dollars. (Okay maybe for a million but…) If that’s the only wild thing I’ve achieved in the past 18 years of my life, I say I’m doing pretty well, (although the general public might disagree.)

Underage drinking, getting high, and hooking up with any living breathing *consensual* human being has always been the “cool” thing to do. Why? I still haven’t figured it out. I’ve spent the past two years thinking that maybe I’d finally understand before graduation, but the only thing I realized is that I’m extremely lucky that I can stay sober and have just as much, if not more fun than those risking it all for a “good time.” My senior year consisted of me freaking out about college. But wow who’s didn’t? The applications, scholarships, and decisions were hard enough as it is, but on top of that I had the added fear of what people would think of me, an innocent 18 year old who has never done anything remotely off the grid.

In my head I pictured walking in on the first day with a giant red “V” plastered on my forehead Rocky Horror Picture Show style. Everyone would know I was a virgin. But not any old average virgin, a Life Virgin. Never been drunk, never done drugs, never had sex. And immediately I would be judged, called innocent, and loose any street cred I thought I had. But hey at least I make my parents proud. 🙂

These thoughts consumed my mind this past year and I did everything in my power to change myself. But the fact of the matter is that I just didn’t want to be changed. Somewhere in my subconscious mind, my good conscience must have been waiting eagerly to give me advice, because anytime I came remotely close to doing something edgy, I stopped myself. Yet this lead me to even more stress about college.

Everyone knows college is for partying and I didn’t know my limits yet. Two thirds of kids my age have been doing this stuff throughout high school and know how to play the game. I instead chose to ~follow the law~ and now I’m considered the minority. The “V” on my forehead shined brighter as we get closer and closer to move in weekend and here I am still sober as ever. And here’s why it’s okay. I discovered that I don’t want to be like every other kid in the world. I don’t need substances to help me make bad decisions, I make plenty of stupid choices on my own. I know that going into college with no experience with anything is dangerous.

I am worried about that, but I also know that I am the way I am because this is how I want to be in the future. I don’t want to get trashed every night. I don’t want to have meaningless hookups with people who treat me like an object. I want to make a future for myself and I want to be able to have fun without the aid of drugs. I have been able to succeed my entire life with these standards and I’m not quitting now.

I’m proud to be a Life Virgin. Although I don’t plan on parading around and announcing it to the world, I want others in my place to feel the same way too.

Don’t be ashamed that you chose to make good decisions. Nobody cares if you like to drink or not. Nobody cares if you’re 18 and still haven’t had sex. Nobody cares if you want to live your life differently. And if they do care, tell them to f*ck off.

The college experience is a scary one, but it’s going to be the best four years of your life. Every decision you make is what you make of it so be smart and think for yourself. You are strong. You are independent. You are beautiful.

Now go out there and show your campus who’s boss and don’t sweat the small stuff. You’re going to be successful af because you’re perfect just the way you are. ❤

xoxo,

 

Long Time, No See

As summer is quickly closing in, I’m super excited to have the time back to dedicate to this blog. I have big plans to take this to the next level and I want to thank you all for sticking with me, especially with my lack of posting this semester. But all excuses aside, I’m back and ready to make some huge changes.

This semester, I dedicated most of my writing to Her Campus, so over the next few weeks, I will be uploading all of my content from there to here as well. Catch those articles popping up every Wednesday starting this week! I am proud of everything I write for all of my platforms, and I am super excited to share those pieces with you.

I’ m also going to start weekly features, such as Musical Monday and Positive Hardcore Thursday. I’d like to incorporate a third themed day, and am open to ideas!

Thank you for sticking by me. I’m so excited to get back into this and keep on rockin out the blog posts.xoxo,