Let the Countdown Begin

You guys.

It’s happening.

50 days until graduation.


Personally, I never wanted to be one of those people who posted every “last” thing about my senior year of college on social media. So far, I’ve been fairly successful. But this past week has been unreal.

With the Scripps Dinner on Tuesday (a formal dinner for Reynolds School of Journalism alumni, faculty, and graduating seniors), the grad fair, an email about an upcoming graduate luncheon, and the shipment of my graduation announcements, I was an emotional wreck. In addition, today marks just 50 DAYS until I graduate, earlier this week Graduation by Vitamin C came on my shuffle (commence tears, commence redoing makeup before class), and this weekend, I will take my senior pictures. WHAT IS LIFE?


So here I am, giving into the unavoidable graduation count down. 50 days. 50 days left of classes and homework and studying and exams and papers and projects and all-nighters and the library and presentations. 50 days left of theme parties and shotgunning beer and tailgates and football and fraternities and formals and party buses and The Wal and Wine Walks and Wine Wednesdays and bringing wine to class and six-day weekends. 50 days left of “What am I doing with my life?!” and confusion and nervous breakdowns and hating life and being too old for this and needing to grow up already and needing a nap and wanting to move on to the next chapter of my life. 50 days left of being right here, right now and seeing familiar faces around me on campus and in the community at all times and being able to call up any of my friends at any time to do anything and having random adventures and not having responsibilities and friendship and laughter and the good, the bad, and the ugly and making memories that will last a lifetime and magic and perfection and collegiate bliss.

50. Days.

I have no regrets that I’ve started the countdown. I don’t know if I could avoid the countdown if I even tried. You kind of have to have a countdown, both for the good and the bad. You have to be aware in one sense that you only have to get through 50 more days of stress and classes (my last days in school ever! …unless I go to grad school one day, but that’s another post). At the same time, you have to be aware that you are only allowed 50 more days of what you will one day look back on as your “college days.” And that’s the reality.

50 days, and there’s nothing you can do about it. So make the very, very most of it.

Are you also winding down to graduation? Do you feel like you had enough time in college? Let’s talk about it on Twitter!


Is Your 200-Second Snap Story Really Necessary?

There is a crime against humanity that law enforcement is currently doing absolutely nothing about. You don’t see this travesty anywhere in the news. It runs rampant. This form of harassment invades our phones, dulls our minds, burns our eyes, and takes up valuable minutes of our precious time. What am I referring to? Oversharing on social media, of course.

Perhaps this is a topic I should have covered before spring break, as that is a time that most of us are likely to fall victim to the oversharing trap. It’s understandable, considering spring break is a time when you’re surrounded by friends and fun and festivities, and you are likely to take lots of pictures and videos. And of course, you are inclined to immediately share all those bits of media online.

But I urge you…



Seriously, do you really think your friends care about all 200 seconds of your SnapChat story? Let me give you some hints. If you are posting several clips from a concert, your friends do not care. If you are posting several selfies with drinks in your hand, your friends do not care. If you are posting a lot of the same thing over and over again, your. friends. do. not. care. Seriously. They don’t.

Now, I myself had about a 200-second strong SnapChat story each day over spring break. Why? Because I posted intermittently, about different moments, each one unique and (#humblebrag) hilarious. But even then, I could have taken the following advice into consideration.

You don’t have to post pictures of yourself drinking for people to know that you party. We get it. You go to college. Maybe you joined a sorority or fraternity. Your friends from high school are going to assume that you’ve made new friends and that you go out and party and drink. You don’t have to prove them right. In fact, you shouldn’t. Subtlety is sexy.


In this day in age, you should assume that nothing on the internet is private or temporary. In fact, you should assume the exact opposite — that anyone can see anything you post, and that that content will live forever. Don’t believe me? Ever heard of screenshots? Group texts? Things can go viral in a matter of minutes, and one day, you could be the victim of that. So be careful whom you share what with.

Moreover (even if you don’t want to think this far in the future just yet), future employers, whether you believe it or not, really do look at your social media accounts. Think of how you online stalk your crush… and triple that. They Google you. They look you up on Linked In (and judge you if you don’t have one), on Facebook, on Instagram, on Twitter, and more. They look at all of your content. They judge what you have and have not posted online, and that could determine whether or not you get a job. Think of your online presence as a pre-job interview.

Think about your exes, your future spouses, your grandmas, your little siblings, and your boss looking at everything you post online. Would you be proud of how you’ve represented yourself?

So…are you portraying yourself online how you want to be portrayed in the real world? Please, everyone, remember to think before you post. Especially you, millennials!

What’s your biggest social media blunder? Tell me on Twitter and I might retweet you!


Sprang Break Forever

This is it, people. It’s the week we’ve all been waiting for since the first day of fall semester. It’s the week that we, as college students, are #blessed with each and every school year. It’s epic. It’s famous. It’s hard to describe. They’ve made movies about it. This week is…spring break.


As an award-winning spring breaker (literally, I’ve earned medals), and a fifth-year veteran of the affair, I’ve mastered the perfect recipe to create the PERFECT spring break. Let’s examine:

By now, we’ve all been eating salads and working out non-stop since December 26th, getting our booties in tip-top shape for a week of wearing nothing but bikinis. And now that we’ve reached our #bodgoals, we can finally let loose and have all the beers and burgers we want.


School is out for ONE WHOLE WEEK, so you don’t have to think about classes, or even remember what your major is, for that matter.


You’re about to take SO MANY SELFIES and cute pictures with your besties and spring break squad, and both your Instagram and SnapChat story are about to be ON *clap* POINT *clap*.


If you’re like my friends and me, you have spring break-specific alter egos that you’ve been using since freshman year, and you are all well-accquainted with each other’s back stories so that you don’t call each other by anything else while there, especially out at the bars…

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For the entire next week, you have nothing on your calendar or to do list. Except…


Wake up *drank* beer bong *drank* breakfast *drank* mimosas *drank* beach time *drank* volleyball *drank* ocean *drank* bikinis *drank* tequila bong *drank* boardwalk *drank* bro tanks *drank* flip flops *drank* snapback *drank* sunnies *drank* fanny pack *drank* uber *drank* 40 *drank* beer pong *drank* flip cup *drank* sunshine *drank* palm trees *drank* sandy cheeks *drank* shotgun *drank* *drank* pass out *drank* wake up *drank* jello shots *drank* burgers *drank* hot dogs *drank* tacos *drank* power shower *drank* beer bong *drank* weirdness *drank* car bombs *drank* party *drank* red cups *drank* dancing *drank* jello shots *drank* clubbing *drank* dennys *drank* late night *drank* beach time *drank* kisses *drank* pass out *drank* repeat *drank*

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And sometimes questionable people may ask you to do some questionable things…


But then after a second you’re like…


And the next morning you wake up like…

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And you repeat that all every day for an entire week, so by the end of it you don’t want to leave and you’re like…

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Remember, you only get four (or five) (or six) (maybe seven) spring breaks in your entire life, so with that being said…


Where are you headed this spring break? Tweet me photos of your spring break and I might retweet you!


Whoever Said Student Government Doesn’t Matter Was Seriously Mistaken

In case you haven’t heard, democracy is very near and dear to my heart. I love that I live in a nation that celebrates the People’s right to choose their leaders, and I regularly remind others how important it is to cast their votes in U.S. elections.

Student government is no exception. This week, the University of Nevada is holding elections for the Associated Students of the University of Nevada (ASUN) offices of President, Vice President, and 22 Senators. If you are a student at my university, I urge you to cast your vote via WebCampus before 5 p.m. on Thursday, March 12. Before you vote, make sure you learn about the candidates’ platforms, especially the presidential candidates, vice presidential candidates, and your college’s senatorial candidates.


For those who believe ASUN doesn’t do anything of importance, consider this: ASUN has a budget of $2.2 million, comprised entirely of student fees. This money goes toward student programming, such as concerts, shows, movies, game nights, barbecues, tailgates, homecoming events, and more, as well as scholarships and opportunities like the Pack Internship Grant Program, which pays students to participate in otherwise-unpaid internships that can help said students secure a job after graduation. In addition, ASUN helps fund on-campus clubs, organizations, and Greek chapters, and hosts contests and giveaways with prizes ranging from Wolf Pack t-shirts and spirit gear to cameras and iPads. Elected ASUN officers plan these events and programs, decide how much money is allocated toward each of them, and work closely with administration to ensure the comfort, happiness, and wellbeing of Wolf Pack students.

In other words, students at our university pay a total of $2.2 million annually for events and programs that have a direct positive impact on our lives, and we have the power to elect the people who decide how to spend that money. With that being said, why wouldn’t you vote?

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If you still aren’t understanding exactly how ASUN operates, check out this great article in The Sagebrush, written by one of my close friends, that explains the true importance of ASUN and our role as students to understand its operations.

Even better than just voting in this week’s elections — get involved in student government yourself! If you aren’t thrilled about the idea of running for an elected office, considering applying for an appointed position within ASUN. Every position in ASUN is important, and getting involved in student government is a great way to give back to your university and to stay in-the-know about current events.

Even though I will graduate and move on from the University of Nevada in just two months, I still cast my vote this morning because I want to leave my alma mater in good hands. Whether you are a freshman, a super senior like myself, or somewhere in between, make sure you vote in the ASUN elections either today or tomorrow via WebCampus, on the third floor of the student union, or in the lobby of Argenta.


Did you vote yet? Tweet me a picture of yourself voting and I might retweet you!


The Torture of Waiting for Spring Break

 So unless you’ve been living under a rock or something, you know that NEXT WEEK IS SPRING BREAK. Which, of course, means that this week is one of the worst of the entire semester. I know that you’re probably just as done as I am right now (which would make you 500% done, by the way) so let’s skip the nonsense and jump right into why this week is the literal worst:

1. Midterms


Exams, papers, projects, presentations, and generally hating life. There is so much to do, so little time, and literally none of me that wants to actually do anything. Midterms may even be more stressful than finals because I still actually kind of care at this point in the semester. Kind of.

2. Daylight Savings Time

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Why does this have to happen right before spring break EVERY YEAR? Beside the fact that we’re all exhausted, over-worked college students who don’t get enough sleep as it is, now, during the worst week of the year, you’re going to take away a whole hour of precious sleep from us? No, it’s fine. Why don’t you just announce a worldwide shortage on coffee while you’re at it.

3. What is sleep

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Okay, so this one is kind of a combination of numbers 1 and 2, but SERIOUSLY WHO HAS TIME FOR SLEEP THIS WEEK? *Sobs uncontrollably*

4. Thinking of all the other fun things you could be doing right now


My spring break group text will not stop blowing up, my weather app says it’s 80 degrees and sunny in San Diego, and all I can think about is how in seven days, I will be lying in my new bikini on Mission Beach with a margarita in my hand and not a care in the world. Not to mention, the three-hour season finale of The Bachelor is on tonight (#TeamBecca), there is an entire new season of House of Cards I have yet to allow myself to watch, and with the nice weather the West Coast has been having, it’s PRACTICALLY DAY DRINKING SEASON ALREADY. Sigh. These will have to wait.

5. Dieting


Dear Girl Scouts, why must you insist on selling cookies right before spring break every year? I currently have twelve boxes of Thin Mints sitting in my freezer, begging to be eaten, but I can’t even touch them until March 22nd, when I can drown my sorrows of returning to the real world by eating an entire sleeve in one sitting. Not mention, it’s Lent, meaning I can’t have chips or candy. PLUS, hello, I’ll be in bikinis all next week, so there goes any chance of me eating carbs anytime soon. I guess I’ll just cry and eat some carrots.

6. So close, yet so far away

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Everyone knows that spring semester is inevitably not as great as fall semester. There’s no football, and therefore no homecoming, and the general thrill of returning to your beloved college campus has worn off. This year has dragged on since August and we are all completely worn out. What we need is just one week to let loose and blow off some steam, but that week will come just about one week too late. In the words of Miley Cyrus, “I can almost see it, that dream I’m dreaming…” And that dream is spring break, and this week of pure torture is the only thing standing in my way. SPRING BREAK PLEASE COME SOONER.

Want to share in my glorious misery? Tell me on Twitter what your spring break plans are and I might retweet you!



Step Away from the Microwave

Growing up, including while you were in high school, you likely had the luxury of a parent cooking for you on a regular basis. Each morning, you had breakfast ready to go before school, a lunch packed (or lunch money ready), and dinner waiting for you when you returned home. If you’re at all like me, you completely took this for granted.


Even during my first year of college, I didn’t realize how nice it was to never have to cook for myself. I lived in my college’s dorms, so I had a meal plan, meaning that anytime I wanted to go to the cafeteria, I knew there would be a variety of options waiting for me when I arrived. My sophomore year, when I lived in my sorority house, we had a chef who cooked all of our meals. Again, I never appreciated how nice it was to have hot meals available 24/7.

That is, until my junior year. That is the year I moved into a house, and I had to start grocery shopping, cooking for myself, and cleaning my own dishes. This was not something I was prepared for. At first, I did what many people do the first time they grocery shop for themselves — I bought all junk food, which was awesome for about two weeks until I started to feel sick.

Even after I put down the Cheez Its and mint chocolate chip ice cream, I noticed something: I began to buy food that required either no or very little preparation. I bought food like cans of soup or frozen chicken nuggets, which I could just throw into the microwave, or yogurt, which I could simply grab and go.

This food, while not as bad for me as the junk food I had been eating, was not providing me with proper nutrients. Home cooking is important for overall health, and can save you money in the long-run. Nothing brings out the nutrients in food like freshly preparing a meal, and frozen meals (often packed with chemicals, salts, and other preservatives) do not count as healthy substitutes! In addition, if you believe you can get the same benefits of home cooking by eating out, I implore you to add up how much all of those $5 meal deals cost you.


I, of all people, understand that life gets in the way. We get busy and don’t have the time or energy to prepare meals for ourselves at home. So don’t worry, because there is nothing wrong from grabbing a salad or sandwich from your on-campus deli every once in a while, nor is there anything wrong with the occasional Lean Cuisine — so long as neither of these become your go-to routine.

Instead, spend some time each week meal-prepping or learning a new recipe. Once you learn the basics of cooking, the task doesn’t seem so daunting. Planning out your meals ahead of time, and putting time and energy into preparing your own food can incentivize you to eat healthier. As an added bonus, preparing a home-cooked dinner can be a super romantic date. And let’s not forget that all the money you save can be applied to your weekend shenanigans!

What will be the next meal you learn to cook? Tell me on Twitter and I might retweet you!


Yes I Read… But Not Because I Have To

It’s Monday night. You just finished the worst day of the week. You could really use a way to relax. So what do you do? Do you open up a bottle of wine? Well, obviously. Do you draw yourself a bubble bath? Perhaps. What about cracking open that book in your nightstand?

Now, I’m sure you’re thinking, “Why would I want to jump right into studying after a long, stressful day?” But the type of reading I’m referring to is not related to studying. I’m talking about reading for pleasure.

Many people, especially college students, are so overwhelmed with other types of reading that they forget how pleasurable reading a good book can be. Last summer, I got back into pleasure reading, and I’ve noticed a few things:

1. I feel more relaxed every day.

There is nothing like unwinding with a good book. Reading is such an easy activity; it allows me to take my mind off of all my stresses and just enjoy one simple pleasure. When I put aside time to partake in a relaxing activity, I feel stress-free both while I am reading and in all other aspects of my life.


2. I sleep better each night.

I tend to read just before bed. Unlike watching TV, which requires a bright light to shine on my face, reading requires only a simple book. Reading is soothing, and relaxes me enough to fall asleep. When I awake, I feel happy and refreshed, which doesn’t always happen when I opt to watch TV before bed.


3. My brain feels sharper.

Also compared to watching TV, which is a completely mindless activity, reading requires me to use my mind to read and interpret the words in front of me. You may think that would actually wind me up before bed, but as I said, it doesn’t. While I’m reading, the only thing working is my mind, which not only relaxes me, but keeps my brain sharp every day.


4. My schoolwork has improved.

Because I’m taking that time each night to sharpen my mind and relax, which helps me sleep better, I am better prepared to take on the school day. Each night, I give myself a few hours to study before diving into the books I read for fun, which gives me incentive to study efficiently. And after focusing on boring books for hours on end, it’s nice to read about something I enjoy.


5. I’m happier and more invested in my personal life.

While you’re in college, everything in your life can feel like it either has to do with getting a good grade, getting a good job after graduation, or partying. It’s nice to set aside time to partake in an activity that is just for your enjoyment.


So, my friends, I urge you to put down those textbooks (after you finish your studying), pick up a good book, and enjoy the simple pleasure of reading again! What will be your next book? Tell me on Twitter and I might retweet you!