Posts Tagged ‘College’

After months and months of preparation, it has come and gone. But those twelve hours of my life have forever changed my outlook on what it means to serve a greater community.

Texas THON is an event that is so near and dear to me, I find it hard to put into words how I felt after the big reveal on Saturday night. I was overwhelmed with happiness and pride in myself and my team, as we have worked tirelessly since last May planning an event that starts and ends in what feels like a mere matter of seconds after the fact.

Yes, you read that right. We raised $50,839.01 for the Dell Children’s Medical Center of Central Texas. This more than doubles the amount of money we raised last year. I think you can see from the looks on our faces that it was a very emotional moment and a beyond special day.

Between the kids I met and the participants I interacted with throughout the day, I will be forever touched by what happened in Gregory Gym on February 25th, 2012. This is just one example of the good that can be done when people who sometimes virtually have nothing in common come together for a greater good.

It felt damn great to be a Longhorn on Saturday night. 

FTK, forever and always.


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95 days.

95 days until the end of my four years of college. Is this real?

I remember the last month of the summer after my senior year in high school. I had a countdown going then too — a countdown to the day I was going to move to Austin to start the next chapter of my life. It seems like yesterday!

I remember when I was merely 15 years old and all I wanted to do was turn 16, get my license and drive myself around. I vocalized it to my parents quite frequently, and they always told me the same thing — that time proceeds to pass faster and faster with every year that goes by. At the time, I’d roll my eyes, because geez, 9th grade seemed like it was never going to end!

Well, here I am! I have my first job interview next week (ahh!) with a Dallas agency, I’m heading to NYC again over spring break to (hopefully) do job interviews there,  and I only have 3 more tests left… ever. Those are words I definitely thought I’d never say.

So over the next 95 days,

I want to enjoy the time I have with my friends, experience things around Austin that I have yet to do over the past few years, and soak up as much knowledge as the University of Texas will allow me to in my remaining time.

And a word to the younger ones out there (especially my sisters!) — don’t take a second of what’s given to you for granted… Experience everything you can and soak it up! And just because time flies doesn’t mean you don’t have the time to do every single thing that you want to!

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Do you ever wonder where people will be in 5 or 10 years? Like yourself, your family, or your friends?

This week is a very bittersweet time for me. As I finish up my junior year in college, my first round of friends are starting to walk across the stage. This includes friends from both high school and college.

In high school, I was the young one in my group of friends — they were all a year older than me. Watching them graduate and leave me behind for a year was tough. And then the next year it was my turn to step into the unknown. And of course I wondered where the hell we would all be four years from then, but I never thought the day would actually come.

The trials and tribulations of the past four years have been a tumultuous road. I’ve watch my friends fail and succeed. Some of us have lost touch, others have stayed close. I’ve been there for the ones who have hit rock bottom, and I’ve watched them rise up again. Some have moved away, yet some haven’t left the small town we grew up in. Out of my core group of friends from high school, there are 3 of us on path to graduate on time — 2 this year and myself next year.

But now that I have forged a new group of friends and the first half are taking the jump into the real world, I can’t help but wonder what the next 5 years have in store. I hope there will be more success than failure and more smiles then tears. I wish to God that all of my wonderful friends achieve all their goals. I hope I never lose touch with the people that have entered my life throughout the last three years.

So here are some of my goals:

  • Set aside time each week to talk to the ones that have left. One of my best friends from high school now lives in Virginia, and the other one is planning to move to Georgia, so communication is key.
  • Visit the ones that are close by. Quite a few of my friends are moving to Houston after graduation. There’s no reason a happy hour can’t be in order when I’m in town visiting my parents!
  • And of course keep the friendships I already have just as strong throughout the last year, and what will be the best year, of my college career.

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We’ve all heard of mid-life crises. A “quarter-life” crisis is a term I’ve just recently heard for the first time. I haven’t experienced either of these yet, but I will say that I have been through my own “mid-college crisis.”

At the end of my sophomore year, I was immersed in journalism courses. At the time I was double majoring in both journalism and advertising, and I was on the 5-year plan. But I was miserable. I absolutely hated the journalism classes I was in. One was a theory class. My teacher was ancient and the papers we had to write were boring. To hate the class was a given. My other journalism class was the first news writing class I had to take.

I should have loved this class. I had always seen journalism as a big part of my future career, so I should have taken what I learned in this class and the assignments I was given and ran with them. The worst part about it all was, as much as I hated it, I was good at it. I received high grades on all of my stories, I learned AP style, I did everything that was asked of me, and I was receiving A’s in the class.

One day the unthinkable thought popped into my head – if I hated these classes so much, why was I continuing to major in journalism? I actually got mad at myself for having this thought. I had been doing journalism work since I was 15. But when I actually thought about it, it wasn’t the reporting that I had loved in my high school journalism work. It wasn’t interviewing people and getting “the scoop.” It was the creative design that was my own that I was able to put on everything I had a part of. And then I was decided. I was now a single advertising major. And I would be a Texas Creative.

When I told my parents this, I had myself so stressed out, I was afraid. I had gotten myself so worked up over this decision that I thought they would be upset with me for making such drastic changes two years into my college career. The minute my mom answered the phone I started bawling. But she didn’t care, and she cleared my head and made me realize things I hadn’t even thought of yet.

My major was my future career, and if it didn’t make me happy now, it wasn’t going to make me happy 15 years from now. If I accepted the fact that my coursework was making me miserable now and did nothing about it, I was only setting myself up for failure in the end. This conversation led me to make one of the best decisions of my college career.


Now another semester into college, I am faced with the same dilemma once again, but this time I am facing it calmly with my future being my number one priority. As an advertising major there are really two different paths you can take – you can be a Creative or Media person. Without being specialized in either of these sequences, I don’t see the point of really working in advertising. Media sales/planning didn’t end up being my thing—to much math and statistics. I applied for the Texas Creative program, but it didn’t pan out. I didn’t get in. At first I was disappointed, but this spurred a lot of exploration over the past few weeks.

And now here I am, exploring another major with only 3 semesters left until I graduate. Luckily advertising and public relations have very similar degree plans, and if I worked hard, I could probably finish in the same amount of time as if I made no changes to my major.

So, have you ever had your own “mid-college crisis”? How did you get through it?

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