Author: katiecarlsonn

IT’S NOT FAIR

IT’S NOT FAIR

This week I attended the IT’S NOT FAIR panel and research fair on Monday, February 27 at 11 a.m. To be completely honest I attended this event to get credit for a class, this blog is giving me credit for writing two blogs… I showed up expecting to stay only for a little bit, just enough time to get pictures and the gist of what was going on, then when the panel starting speaking I was intrigued and stayed for much longer than expected.

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The panel spoke to a lot of things that I was able to relate to, which honestly I was very surprised by. The young man on the far right in the picture, spoke of how we came to Central as a transfer student and lived off campus. He said that friends were not readily available to him and he was not very happy. He began doing things that gave him a little extra spark, for him it was skiing. He said he had always loved skiing but he began doing dangerous things that before he never would have. after hearing about an accident a friend of his had while skiing because of his depression. He realized that he was also depressed and sought help.16730382_673930456116548_4577785328298008722_n.jpg

Though I cannot relate to the skiing part of his story, since I don’t do that, I can relate to more of his story than I thought. I am also a transfer student that lives off campus and  that makes it hard to make friends outside of the circle you may already have. Luckily, those friends that I do have are amazing and never let me feel lonely or sad, but I can see how that can easily happen to a person especially on a college campus.unnamed-1

The panel spoke about how mental health in real life is much different than what is portrayed on the movies. That many people struggle with mental health and you may never know. It can be you roommate, your best friend, or the person sitting next to you in class. Many people feel sad and alone and they do not even realize that they are having real depressive feelings. For most people depression is gradual, it is not just something you wake up in the morning with and if you know someone that is struggling with sadness or maybe you yourself is, you should talk about it because that can really help.

The panel spoke of mental health conditions other than just depression, they spoke a lot about PTSD in student veterans, because two of the panelists were veterans who suffer from PTSD. I can also relate to this issue because I have some very close friends who are over seas and after theyunnamed-2 serve are planning on attending college. I did not even think that they might suffer from PTSD in the future and that might effect them when it comes to be a normal student. But now if God forbid it does happen, I can at least direct them in how to get help.

All in all, I was very pleased with the panel as well as the resource fair, I learned so much and was actually interested about what was being talked about which like I said before I was not expecting at all. Through this fair and panel I learned that there are so many resources on campus for students to utilize. Including, counseling services, both group as well as individual, and you already pay for it in the quarterly fee, so you might as well use it. There are also different groups on campus that can help including Mindful Monday’s, where youunnamed (3).jpg practice mindfulness that can help improve your mood, sleep, concentration, listening skill, as well as teach you ways to encounter your life with awareness, acceptance, and compassion.

Never be ashamed in talking to someone about how you are feeling, know you are never alone, and it is easy to get help if you want it.

Nearly 1-in-5 Americans have a diagnosable mental health condition. Don’t be afraid to talk about it!

Netflix……

Netflix……

So basically Netflix is taking over my life. All I want to do is watch it. Well more specifically I want to watch Vampire Diaries, that’s the show I am currently watching via the all so amazing outlet of Netflix.  nNetflix, as most are already aware,  is a website that has a ton of movies and shows that for a cost of just about 10 dollars a month (so worth it might I add) is at your disposal whenever you please.

So as I said early I recently started a new show on Netflix, Vampire Diaries, and I spend all the free time I have watching it. It is literally taking over my life. And here I am on step one admitting that I have a problem. I started the show last Sunday, so only just 6 short days ago. In those 6 days I have watched a season and a half, 36 episodes to be exact. With each episode being just about 42 minutes long that rings in at a whopping 25 hours and 20 minutes (assuming I did my math correctly, PR major here, don’t judge me I’m not the best with numbers) but yeah wow that’s a lot of time logged into this thing we call Netflix. So now you get the picture, it is taking over my life. But, I just can’t seem to stop.713ef92e-9a45-4038-9646-fb6a6d21438e

All I want to do is watch Vampire Diaries. I am so invested into the lives of the characters I actually feel like a crazy person. I wake up and watch an episode if I have time, I put my computer on two screens so I can watch it while I work on homework, I put off homework so I can just watch it, I watch it on my phone at the gym while I work out, I watch it before I go to bed, I even dream about it. I just can’t stop. It truly is taking over my life.

I can’t imagine that I am the only one. I am sure most college kid’s also17123251389_bed3c3a1ba_b.jpg have the same obsession with Netflix that I do. All my friends do, I know that. There’s even the Netflix and chill phenomenon. Netflix is such a part of our lives and we don’t even know it. Well I do, but that because all of my time recently has been taken up by it. But even before I started Vampire Diaries I watched it all the time, not as obsessively, but it was still a consistent thing.
Man, I bet the person who created Netflix is really hyped about themselves because damn they are probably rich as hell. All I know for myself at least is that I am most definitely getting my moneys worth, since I watch it so frequently.

Okay, that’s all I have for now, mostly because I want to go watch some more Vampire Diaries… Highly recommend you check it out.

I’m a grown up now?

I’m a grown up now?

So here I am, a 19 year old college student living on my own for the first time. Well technically I did live in a dorm last year but I don’t count that. Why? Well because in the dorm there are still people taking care of you, a janitor that cleans your bathroom (that is if you live in a dorm with a communal bathroom like I did), people that make your food for you, and an RA that for the most part looks after you to make sure you aren’t doing anything too dumb. My point here is that living in a dorm does not count, at least in my book, for living on your own.

Okay, back to my main point, I am living on my own for the first time everpicture-love-hate and well it is not exactly what I had pictured when I imagined having my first apartment. It is definitely a love-hate rate relationship. Love, I don’t have to tell my parents where I’m going every time I leave. Hate, I don’t have my parents there to do things for me. I know this makes me sound like a spoiled brat that never did anything, and relied on their parents to do everything for them, which is not what my childhood looked like. I always did chores, and unlike some people I know, I know ho6359057965939175171809868181_call-momw to do my laundry and wash my own dishes. But its the little things I miss most about living with my parents, like having a handyman at the call of a “DAD!” and having someone who makes most meals for you, and pays for most things for you as well. So here I am living in my own apartment trying to do this thing called “adulting” which I know I am not doing correctly because calling your parents pretty much once a day to ask different questions about how to do things does not make me feel like an adult.

Living on my own consists of me calling my mom to ask her how to make different dishes. Like, “Mom, how long do you cook salmon and what temperature does the oven have to be set to?” “Can I get sick if I don’t do this right?” “Should I just make something else so I don’t mess up?”. Not only do I call my m129-mouse_417x235om all the time but, maybe even my dad more. Like the time I saw a mouse in my apartment. I don’t think I have ever freaked out as much I did in that moment. My first call was obviously to my dad who if I was at home is in charge of getting rid of live animals that were not our dog or our cat. And was he helpful at all? No. He just laughed at me and told me to hit it with a broom or go to the store and get traps. Um, dad, that means I have to go through the living room where I have it trapped and then it might attack me. So pretty much having a mouse in my apartment was the most traumatic thing I have ever had to go through.

Basically, living on my own is just me being confused all the time and calling my parent for some help or advice. Just call me Kim K…_kim-kardashian-gif