Everyone has faced tough, personal decisions since the start of the COVID-19 pandemic. This includes schools and universities, like the small, private university I attend. Many schools, like mine, are under financial strain, and have decided to risk reopening so that they don’t have to close their doors for good.
For most of us, especially those in younger generations, we likely interact with people on social media as much as we do face-to-face communication, if not even more. It’s both a blessing and a curse to constantly have access to those we care about, and instead of having to arrange plans to meet up with someone to see them, they can simply be a text message, phone call, or DM away.
It is almost back to school time and I’ve never been more nervous in my life. Normally I’m very excited to go back but all of the safety changes is very nerve wracking to me.
Throughout my junior year of high school, I was beyond stressed with things coming up left and right. I had jumped from 2 advanced classes to 5 classes, was an officer of several clubs, and had three different extracurriculars after school. I told myself at the beginning of the year before taking the plunge that I could handle it, “It will all be over in a mere 9 months right?” Big mistake.
I came really close to failing a class this spring semester. I’ve never failed a class before, so I ended up associating this one small event with being a complete and utter failure. Ever since then, I’ve been doing my best to challenge that thought and overcome it as best I can.
As the weeks continue, you may have already found yourself getting in the groove of things and finding a routine that works best for you. And if you haven’t, that’s okay! There’s no “correct” way to do everything at home.
For many people, taking time to sit back and relax is an essential part of managing their mental health. I however, do not give myself a chance to do that. I have referred to myself as a workaholic and have often said things like “sleep is for the weak” or “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.”
Okay, so I am aware that what I am about to talk about may not seem like a big issue to most people, but for me, it is a HUGE deal. I got my first ever B in my 13 years (including kindergarten) of school and I am kind of freaking out about it.
I was a freshman in college not too long ago. I was nervous but excited to embark in my new journey. I struggled my first semester due to academic factors such as classes and exams. The new environment was was another factor.
To me and a lot of other people I know, extracurricular activities seem to be like potato chips: you can never have just one.
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