by Andacia, a premed student that's blogging her way through college
Strong organizational skills in college are a must. This post is for all of the students that begin the semester using a perfectly organized planner, then suddenly… stop. I want you to know that I see you and you’re not alone. When I first started college, my favorite thing about
Earlier last week, I caught myself slipping. I had a to-do list that was probably as long as my arm, but I still felt the urge to binge Law and Order: SVU. Part of this has to do with an overwhelming amount of responsibilities and the rest of it is
So we have about 3 more weeks before school starts. I’m ready, but I’m not, you know? I’ve been doing a mix of being lazy while it’s still acceptable and doing small things get myself motivated to hit the books. These small things make me feel like I’m getting my
The Back Story Deciding to take a gap year is hard. I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while, like since January. I’ve been grappling with the idea of taking a gap year since December/January, and officially decided that I would decide to do it in March. Sometimes
To the non-STEM major who’s also premed. I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while now, but I wanted to get more into my major courses before I did. After running across a Twitter thread that basically said that doctors who graduated with a non-STEM degree were dumb, I
First of all, shout out to my friends, my squad, my co-pilots, ride or dies– all that. Coming into college I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to meet that one group of people that could turn out to be my lifelong friends. Thanks to VCU Acceleration, me sticking
Last semester, I got an assignment to develop a SMART goal which is something that I thought shouldn’t have been too hard because I actually enjoy setting goals and watching them come into fruition. Apparently, I was wrong! I knew what I wanted to accomplish, but as far as making
Throwback to (maybe?) Freshman year of HS Service has always been a huge part of my life. My mother always made sure that my sisters and I were either volunteering at her hospital, the church, or whatever else she could find. I always found joy in it because the people
