Thoughts I Have About The First Day Of School

I’m writing this before I go back to school, but by the time I edit and publish it, I’ll probably have survived my first day. Or not. I don’t know. Even though I want to predict the future sometimes, I can’t. Ever.

(I survived.)

While the first class is an easy one in some ways, I’ve never felt great in the days leading up to it. Nervousness and excitement don’t mix well for me. I’m just a ball of stress in the mornings.

Fortunately, university hasn’t been as horrible as high school.

I think I’ve experienced enough first days to know I’ll get through another one without the world crashing down on me.

I’m going into my third year of university. Been there, done that. Twice. So I’m not as nervous or terrified. I think I’m more excited than scared at this point. I just want to make this year the best one yet. At least better than last because second year is not one I want to relive. Thankfully, I don’t have to.

(Now I only have one more first day to go. That’s insane. I can’t wrap my head around it.)

I’m wondering if I was more worried about my first day of work. Technically, first days. I think not. There’s something scarier about school, I guess.

To all the students who have gone back, I hope you had a great one. To all those yet to go back, I wish you the very best. If you already graduated, congrats on making it through.

I don’t really know what else to say, except that I’m looking forward to seeing what this year has in store. I have no idea what to expect, so I’m not expecting much.

I know it won’t be easy. But challenge makes life interesting.

I’ll write about my trials and tribulations, so you can laugh at me as I wallow in my misery.

I like to think whatever happens, happens for a reason. I can’t control everything, but I can control myself.

Over the course of this semester, I will do my best to look after my health (physical and mental). That’s important to me. And my happiness too, of course.

Here’s to an amazing year. May you achieve all your goals, academic or otherwise. I hope 2017-2018 is everything you hoped for and more.


An Open Letter To Students

Dear Students,

I know school isn’t always enjoyable, but I hope you never take learning for granted.

The school system isn’t perfect, but neither are you. So stop trying to be perfect. Don’t be that hard on yourself. You’re supposed to make mistakes and learn from them. If you aren’t, then you should be worried. 

While we’re on the topic of worrying, just remember there’s only so much you can control and so much more that you can’t. Control what you can. 

You can do something right now to close the gap between where you are at this very moment and where you want to be in a week, a month, a year. Do it. Don’t wait. Don’t procrastinate. 

Even when you’re busy, especially when you’re busy, take some time for yourself. Do something you enjoy doing. Read. Write. Sing. Dance.

It’s okay. It’s going to be okay. Breathe. Eat. Sleep. Allow yourself to live. Let yourself have a life. 

School isn’t forever. What you’re going through isn’t either. Take it day by day. If one entire day gets to be too much, take it hour by hour. Minute by minute.

I don’t personally know you, but I wish you the very best. You have what it takes to tackle any and every challenge coming your way. Also just about everyone I know who isn’t in school anymore wishes they could be. So enjoy your school years.

Please don’t ever stop learning.

From one life long learner to another,



One Is Not The Same As Won

How do people confuse the two?

I can understand (kind of) other commonly misused words and I can let other mistakes slide (sort of). However, I don’t get the confusion over the number and the past tense of win. If I see “one” when the person really meant “won”, it’ll be too soon.

I’m not bashing nine year olds. I’m bashing nineteen year old, third year university students.

Bite me.

Sue me.

But don’t for the love of God, misuse the word “one” ever again.


Life Paradox

I am a writer (and student), but I’m not a fan of coffee.

I’ve never been to Starbucks. Or had anything from there.

Maybe that will change sooner or later. Ahem, university. 

Then again, I’ve always liked cold drinks. I’d burn my tongue if I got anything hot. 

I once had hot chocolate from Tim Horton’s. Afterwards, I didn’t have any taste buds for a few days. 


How To Be A More Productive Student

I know this post is geared towards students, but these tips work for just about anyone.

Drain Your Phone (For Real)

Or don’t charge it when your battery is low. No, I’m not crazy. Your phone is a massive, if not, the biggest time waster. If you have an essay due tomorrow, you shouldn’t be Snapchatting your friends. It’s less tempting to use your cell when there’s five percent of its battery remaining. Better yet, if your phone is completely dead, that’s one less distraction to deal with.

Learn from Edison and King

As hard as it may be to stick to a routine, following a similar schedule every day has been proven to enhance productivity. Thomas Edison did it. Stephen King does it. You can do it.

The 3 C’s

Don’t jump around from one thing to another without ever finishing anything. Starting ten projects at once is not helping your productivity. Utilize the 3 C’s: Commit, complete and conquer. That’s how you get things done.

You can find the full post with five more tips here.

School · Studying

Story-time With Herminia Chow

Story-time With Herminia Chow is now officially a title of one of my posts because I think it sounds cool. Even though it probably doesn’t. In all honesty, I have no idea what else to call what I’m about to say.

Today, my history teacher quizzed us.

He told the class beforehand to read the first two chapters in our textbook. I’d be lying if I said I did the readings properly.

Two students had led a seminar and some of the information they presented was, lo and behold, on the quiz. I didn’t participate at all. Plus I know I zoned out a few times as well.

There were also similar questions to a worksheet he assigned the day he wasn’t here. I actually completed this worksheet. But my wonderful brain decides to get these questions and only these questions wrong. Questions I should have known the answers to.

I somehow still managed to get the highest mark. So did everyone else not attempt the readings, not listen to the seminar, and not bother with the worksheet?

For once, my guessing game was strong. Everything I guessed, I got right.

By the way, I wrote a follow-up article on test-taking. The post was published yesterday: Keep Calm and Get Straight A’s: What to Do Before, During and After Every Test.

The irony is not lost on me here.

And you wonder why I don’t study. Or rather why I despise it with a passion.

School · Writing

Hunting For Scholarships

Opinion: Hunting for scholarships is harder than hunting for writing contests.

A part of me is tempted to enter more writing competitions instead. I’ve had more luck with that. Finding and winning. Fact: I’ve earned money writing.

This just proves I’m a better writer than I am student. Which is a good thing because I want to be a writer for the rest of my life, but I don’t plan on being a student forever. At least not in the traditional sense of the word. Of course, I will strive to learn and improve. Just not in a jail. I mean classroom.

Blogging · School

Ten Tried And True Test Taking Techniques

Ten Tried And True Test Taking Techniques, written by yours truly, is currently featured on the SLN (Student Life Network) blog.

If you are a student, click here. Now. NOW!

If you aren’t a student but you know someone who is, share away. It’s December, the month of giving (and getting). Plus Christmas is right around the corner. You’ll be helping so many people out and it won’t even cost you a cent!

If you don’t fall into the two aforementioned categories, you can still laugh at the GIFs…well, kind of.

Thank you in advance. Also, thanks to everyone who participated in the poll from yesterday. I’ll take your opinions into consideration as to what I will blog about next. You can still vote here.