catch-up

Wow, three posts in as many days, I’m on a roll here, people! Granted, I can’t take credit for the first two. Those posts have some really incredible authors and I just felt like I should share them. :)

Today’s post is just playing catch-up because I didn’t post for like two (or three?) months and part of the point of this blog is for my family to be able to keep up with me.

So, what have I been up to?

Well, work. And more work. I’ve been working anywhere from 20-35 hours a week at Panera, my good ole’ high school (college) job. Make that money, ya know? It’s not my favorite job, but I’m lucky to have it.

I decided to stay with Dr. Grau’s lab for another year and have since been “promoted” of sorts. I still do coding and probably will until the day I leave the lab, but now I also handle a lot of the editing, will eventually keep track of other research assistants’ hours, plan schedules, etc, essentially a management position. (I also get to order office supplies when we run out, but by the looks of one desk in the office, I don’t think we’ll need paper clips or sharpies for like 10 years…)

Anyways, being Dr. Grau’s coordinator means that I actually have a paid position at Kent, so I get to make a little money while I’m at school. It’ll probably all go right into my loan payments honestly.

Last weekend, I was finally able to get at least some of my TFS family together and it was the best weekend of my vacation thus far, especially because I was only expecting a girls’ weekend with Libs, Bri, and Em. I wish more could have come, but we’ll all be together again soon and I was incredibly happy to see everyone and meet newbies and this is now a run-on sentence I’m sorry Bri if you’re reading this. (Cue countdown to August 23rd. -internal screaming-)

Radish (kinda), me (kinda), Bri, Libs, Em, Trommer, B-rand at the beach! I really love this picture.

Radish (kinda), me (kinda), Bri, Libs, Em, Trommer, B-rand at the beach! I really love this picture.

In other news, the “College Corner” of my room is steadily accumulating more things and should probably be renamed the “College Pile.” There’s a printer buried in there somewhere.

Okay, I think that’s all for now, lovely readers. Hopefully my life will get more exciting as we approach move-in day!

XO Meg

P.S. I think I have officially adopted the nickname “Meg.” I was at Einstein Bros. in Kent for lunch the other day and I said to put Meg on my order. This was unexpected.

P.P.S. I started using a Couch to 5k program at the recommendation of one of my grad students. I like it a lot. Keeps me on track with my running, especially because it sends me an annoying little pop up asking me if I ran on my scheduled days. :)

P.P.P.S I said “my grad students” as if they work for me and that’s a lie I work for them I’m just delusional.

Amy’s Story

When Bri posted this about a week ago on Facebook, I read it as soon as I saw it. And my reaction was probably the same as many others who read it.

Sad. Shock. Relieved, but only to some degree, to hear that Amy was doing well. Sad again that she and so many others have this awful experience hanging on their shoulders. And awful doesn’t begin to cover it.

If you haven’t read this already, please do it. Awareness is only the first step.

Amy’s Story.

Disadvantaged Youth

Well, I tried to reblog this a few times and when it finally worked, I hadn’t put my two cents in. And now I can’t reblog again. So if you’re interested in reading this post by Scott McPherson the link is at the bottom.

As someone who intends to spend the better part of her life working with children, I cannot express how much I love this post. Particularly in psychology, you see that minor behavior problems, bad days, and “discovering the world” are attributed to mental health issues warranting medication and therapy. And as a psych major, I find it unnecessary and ridiculous. Repeat after Scott, “Kids are human, too.”

Disadvantaged Youth.

i’ve finally seen the ocean

I spent the past week in Ocean City, Maryland with my family for our vacation this year. And as unbelievable as it sounds, I had never seen the ocean before this week. One more thing to check off my list!

The first time you see anything is breathtaking, and the Atlantic is no exception. It’s not crystal clear and bright blue like on all the postcards, but there’s still something incredibly beautiful about the blue-green and sand colored water.

But the ocean literally took my breath away. Even in July the water is literally ice cold. It could be 97 degrees outside (and it was on Monday) and this water will make you shiver. I wasn’t completely prepared for that when I went running in like a 6-year-old at Disney.

Atlantic coast of Assateague Island, MD

Atlantic coast of Assateague Island, MD

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Just a perfect day to lay out

Initially, I wasn’t planning on actually swimming in the ocean. Knee-deep is plenty for me because let’s be real here I was scared that I’d see a big ass fin swimming toward me. And let me tell you, the only thing close to a fin that I saw was a pod of dolphins swimming under the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel. But still it’s a legitimate fear that I had. At least until a “rogue” wave knocked me completely off my feet.

Probably the scariest moment of my life thus far. Once one wave knocks you down, the next one hits you in the blink of an eye. But I’m alive, so that’s all that matters, right?

But anyways, I didn’t just lay on the beach all day. I also ate a lot of seafood. :)

My new favorite place to eat is BLU Crabhouse and Raw Bar. The first night we ate there it was sort of late at night so all I ended up getting was a bowl of crab and corn chowder and it was so good that we went back again a couple days later and I had to get it again! I also tried raw oysters for the first time at BLU and I didn’t think I’d like those at all since I’m really not a fan of mussels and clams. But these were really good. House-made cocktail sauce and a splash of lemon juice… killer.

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First oyster

Of course, there were some not so good places to eat and I dunno maybe that’s what I get for ordering seared tuna at a crabhouse, but OC Steamers really didn’t sit well with me. The place smelled like day old fish to me. And fish shouldn’t smell like fish, if you know what I mean. Also my tuna steak was cooked way past rare (like it should be) and I felt like I was breathing Old Bay.

BREATHING. OLD. BAY. #nasty

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Selfie on the pier

Basically I was a beach bum who ate a lot of seafood for a week. And it was awesome.

XO Megs

P.S. I know I haven’t really been updating my blog recently, but I’m going to try to get back on that horse.

grades are in!

And… I managed to maintain a 4.0 all year! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! The year is truly over now that I know. And now, it’s back to work at Panera and filling out scholarship applications on the daily. I wish I knew if I had won an scholarships yet, so that I way I knew when to stop applying. I can only write about my academic achievement and leadership experience so many times! 

I’ve had a couple shifts at work already, and tonight/tomorrow I’m closing, then opening, which gives me a total of 4 hours in between those two shifts. I love it, I don’t care! (Just kidding Saturday’s opener might just kill me.)

I’ve been on break for a week now, and really all I’ve been doing is watching the Food Network Hoarding: Buried Alive on TLC. And they always call in psychologists to help these people and it just makes me cringe. I literally do not understand. Why do you need to keep that 25 year old can of Campbell’s soup? Seriously it’s turned to powder. 

Anyways, just wanted to post something quick. Hope everyone’s summer is going well so far! 

XO Megs

10 Quotes That Will Help You Stop Worrying

Originally posted on The Happsters:

Worrying. We all do it to some extent. While I think some of us are wired to worry more than others, all of us need a reminder every now and then to stop our monkey mind and not be so concerned about a potential outcome.

Worrying actually has negative physical effects on the body. If we excessively worry, our bodies release stress hormones which can cause us to have headaches, muscle tension, shortness of breath, and nausea. (source) Those reactions are definitely not helping us solve our problems!

Here are 10 quotes that will help you stop worrying:

1. Think Less. Live More.

Think Less. Live More.

Worry Quote #1: Think Less. Live More.

2. Things have a way of working out.

Things have a way of working out

Worry Quote #2: Things have a way of working out

3. Don’t fill your head with worries. There won’t be any room for anything else!

Don't fill your head with worries Worry Quote #3: Don’t fill…

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that’s a wrap, folks

The curtain closes on my freshman year at Kent State. And I thought I’d be happier. But it’s so bittersweet.

I’ve said so many times that I’ve met so many wonderful people, probably so much that it’s beginning to lose all meaning. But I do mean it when I say that – I don’t know how many of them read my blog, but for those of them that do, you are all perf. I never even dreamed that I would meet so many wonderful people while I was in college, let alone feel this emotional about leaving! I hope that this year won’t be just a fleeting friendship for those of you not returning to Third Floor, and even if it is, I know that each one of you will go on to do so many fabulous things (and ask that you remember me when you’re famous or whatever). It’s only been a day and I’m already distressed by not being able to take a short walk down the hall to see everyone. I wish I’d gotten the chance to come say goodbye to more people before I left; I know I missed a lot of you.

Mushy stuff out of the way, but I’m still crying. Damn.

Anyways, it was an incredible year. All around. Rough patches and exams and shitty weather and all. But it’s going way too fast and I can’t bring myself to be excited for the next three years to go by just as fast. It’s really overwhelming, but at the same time I can’t wait to see what happens next.

For the last time, as “college freshman,”

XO Megs