my summer so far

a month. one month.

i've been on summer break for a month and what a month it has been.

story time:

I moved out of my dorm room on May 11th. I spent the next few days that week just kind of hanging around, cleaning my room and unpacking some stuff.

I had applied at Barnes and Noble the weekend before because I don't have a job for the summer. well I was sitting in my room that friday the 14th and got a phone call. I didn't recognize the phone number so i thought oh maybe it's B&N. It wasn't, but it was something even better.

I'm not sure if I ever said this on the blog, but I applied to be an Orientation Leader at my college. I didn't end up getting the position, I was an alternate.

Guess what that phone call was...

Yeah I'm an Orientation Leader =D

my supervisor told me a bunch of information about how things were going to end up. they had someone who could no longer take the position and I was the first alternate!

move in for the OLs was that Monday. I had a little less than a week of regular summer vacation.

this past month has been a blur and one of the greatest experiences of my life.

we had training for 2 and a half weeks, a couple days of transfer orientations and we just had our third session of first year students.

there are 3 more sessions left and i have to say i almost wish there was more.

I'm having such an amazing time introducing these students to the ins and outs of a college I love and owe the best days of my life so far to.

there's a lack of sleep, sometimes there are difficult students, sometimes it's like pulling teeth to get some of them to talk, and not all schedules work out as nicely as we hope.

I wouldn't trade any of it.

I've gained so much more confidence in my abilities to be a leader and in my confidence in myself. I doubted myself in the beginning and I was very worried about the first session.

If you told any of the students I've worked with so far, I don't know if they'd believe you.

I've made new friends and I've learned a lot about my campus.

we move out on June 24th and I have all of July and most of August as a break until welcome week at the end of August

I don't know what I'm going to do until then.

all I know right now is,

I love my summer job.

=)

here's to happiness

In this post I said this November was going to be better than November last year. Let me tell you a little story.

My mom’s side of the family was always very close when I was younger. My mom has two brothers and two sisters. I can remember going to visit my grandparents at their house a half hour away from my house all the time on the weekends. We would have family parties with all my aunts, uncles (including my great aunt and uncle), and cousins all the time. Thanksgiving and Christmas were the greatest holidays! I loved hanging out with everyone.

We were all growing up. My grandparents and great aunt and uncle ended up moving to Florida in retirement. My aunt, uncle and cousins were always moving because my uncle is in the Coast Guard. My uncle, aunt and cousin moved to Florida for job opportunities. I still have family that live around me in MA and RI, but the rest of the family is all spread out now.

Now my grandmother had been sick all my life. She had emphysema and other breathing problems. That’s another reason why they had moved down to Florida, to help her breathe more easily. No matter how sick she got, she never complained. She had her good days and bad days, but she NEVER complained. Well, a year ago tomorrow she passed away.

That day was probably the saddest day of my life. I accidentally found out and was devastated. I knew my mom had flown down to Florida the day before but I didn’t know she was so sick. I found out on a Thursday night in the midst of studying for 3 different tests the next day. Let’s just say the studying went out the window.

So my dad picked me up the next day and we went to Boston and picked up my older brother. We ended up flying to Florida on Sunday for her funeral and to be with everyone else.

Something you need to know about my family is we don’t doom and gloom when someone passes away. We didn’t focus on her death, we focused on her life. We celebrated her life while we were in Florida. We were ALL together again and said our goodbyes to the strongest person I’ve ever met. I miss my grandmother every day.

I know this November is going to be better than last November because I’m not struck with the loss of my grandmother. I know she’s breathing easier in heaven and watching over me every day. I wish I could tell her how much happier I am where I am today than from last year. I think she’s definitely playing a part in that. =)

I love you Gramma and miss you every day! Love Meg

getting involved on campus

I'm not going to lie, my courses this semester are not much of a challenge for me. Most people would be like,

"Yes, easy course load!"

but I'm more of a,

"Oh geez this is ridiculous, give me a little more challenge, please."

The other thing is, I'm unemployed. So, this means I have a LOT of free time.

Not a lot of homework + lots of free time = so much free time, Meghan doesn't know what to do with herself.

Story time. When I was at the other college last year, I was in a group called CAB (Campus Activities Board) for a semester. Only one semester because by the time second semester came around I was bent on being out of there asap. When I was in it, it was fun. The meetings were super quick and I didn't really feel like I was a huge part of the group.

Jump to the new school and right now. They have a club that is much like CAB except they are known as PC (Program Committee).

I heart PC

The members are sooo nice. I actually feel like I am a part of a group. The meetings are about an hour long. Everyone who is there enjoys being there and helping out and planning events. All members are required to do office hours whereas in CAB only executive board members had to do office hours. I think that has made a big difference between the members of the two clubs attitudes about them. I feel like PC is taken more seriously, which I as a member really appreciate.

This is what I've been using to fill that so much free time, Meghan doesn't know what to do with herself time. And I'm happy doing it, which is the most important part =D

In other news, I'm going to a Haunted House tomorrow night as a PC event actually.

And just to let everyone know,

I am a chicken.

I don't know how I got myself into it, but I don't think I'll be sleeping much tomorrow night, haunted by nightmares. *chill down my spine*

Oh and other fun news, I'm working at that Haunted House on Halloween for PC (I know ironic). I could be one of the people scaring the people who go to the Haunted House, but I asked what rooms there were and told the person who was in charge of assigning people to rooms that I was a chicken and she said "Well I need security outside." I signed right up.

I want opinions on this next idea. I'm thinking of focusing less about facebook and more on my blog. What say thee dear bloggers? Opinions are appreciated =)

That's all for now,

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wow i'm bad

I'm kind of a terrible blogger apparently.  Im wicked inconsistent with my blogging.  That and I have nothing to blog about.  Welp let me think...

Oh ok, so I got my wisdom teeth out.  Do I feel like I have less wisdom?  No not really.  Haha I know, but someone actually asked me that.  It's been like three days.  I still kinda have chipmunk cheeks, but I've also got this bruise.  It looks like I got punched in the face. I think I've decided to make up a fun story for you about my wicked awesome punch in the face (yup just decided that right this second).

So this kid, let's call her Jane (because a guy would never and should never punch a girl, i hope) got all up in my grill.  That's right all up in my grill.  I was like, "What are you thinkin' gettin' all up in my grill like this, yo?" (because apparently I'm gangsta in my story) "Jane" was like, "You all went and stole my pen!" 

"What the flip?!? I never stole no pen of urs!" I exclaimed (and urs is pronounced like that all slurred).

"Yeah you did you flippin' stich!" screamed "Jane" (not the other words, really flippin' and stich.  this was an intense fight can't you tell?).

Then "Jane" goes and punches me right in the lower jaw and runs off. Yup she ran off because I stole her pen. So this is my epic fight that resulted in a bruise and chipmunk cheeks.

I'm a terrible story teller.  I would show evidence of her punch, but seeing as I will not allow many to see me in this condition, I'm going to have to say you'll have to wait to see my pretty face sans chipmunk cheeks. Moral of the story: Don't get in fights and Meghan should not write stories.

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