Don’t forget to manage who you are and who you aspire to be. Yes, work is a large part of life and it enables our livelihoods, but you are so much more than that.
Not all your roommates are going to be your best friends, but not all of them are going to be the spawn of Satan either. You’ll probably end up with something in between.
Kiss me under the persimmon tree and tell me this is how we stay. Tell me this is how we find ourselves again.
Saying “Thanks!” at the end of every single professional email, even though you are thankful for NOTHING.
As a female college student who decided to transfer to a new school this year, I would have never imagined myself living in a frat house.
College is one of the only opportunities in life to be unabashedly yourself. You can do cocaine, have sex in the library, or cry on the floor of your dorm’s lounge at 2 am, and no one will give a shit.
I still can’t believe you won’t be there in the crowd when I walk across the stage at graduation.
Happiness doesn’t come with age. I’m 27 and I feel just as unsatisfied with life as I did at 22 after graduating college.
Most people do it in four. But some of us aren’t as lucky- or are much luckier, depending on how you want to look at it. We’re the grandmas and grandpas of the campus; we’ve been through it, we know, we’re old.
“It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.” –JK Rowling