Top Ten Tuesday: People You will Meet in College

Top Ten Tuesday: People You will Meet in College


Ten People You Will Meet in College

1. The Question Asker


With thirty seconds of class left, he asks the professor to give a complete explanation of how to make an aircraft.

2. The Overachiever


She doesn’t have to be better than anyone; she has to be better than everyone.

3. The Baller


If he’s not on the court, he’s asleep.

4. The Hopeless Romantic


The recipient of her affection changes every week.

5. The Mute


“Hi! I’m Kat.  What’s your name?”   …*crickets chirping*…

6. The Foreign Student


He is there for an education, but all the girls think he’s there for a wife.

7. The Life of the Party


Even during class, he is cracking more jokes than a stand-up comic.

8. The Homebody


The only place you see her is on social media.

9. The Health Nut


He packs his own salads because the cafeteria does not have organic kale.

10. The Victim


Every teacher is secretly trying to fail this student.  At least, that’s what she thinks.

How to Treat a Introvert

How to Treat a Introvert

Hello.  My name is Kat, and I am an introvert.

It’s true.  I fit the description to a T.  As a broad generalization, introverts are labeled as moody, self-critical, and introspective.  However, introversion at its core is characterized being drained by social events and recharged by spending time alone.

Due to the numerous common misconceptions that extroverts have about introverts, I made a list of six principles for dealing with an introvert.

  1. Introverts are not necessarily “antisocial.”  I like being with people.  Sometimes, though, simply sitting and watching the world will fulfill my social needs.
  2. Introverts do not always know how to tell you that they need you.  If they ask you what your plans are, they may be wanting to join you.  Invite them.
  3. Introverts are not “quiet.”  I can laugh, talk, and yell as loud as the next person (I was a cheerleader, after all).  Usually, though, my brain is loud enough that I don’t need external noise.
  4. If an introvert is staring at the floor, they are probably: finding the cure for cancer; creating a portable, lightweight, solar-powered water purifier; or mentally saving the world in some other way.  Just let them zone out for a while.
  5.  If you ask an introvert a general question (i.e. “How are you?”), you will receive a general response (“Fine”).  If you want to know the truth, look them in the eye.
  6. Respect an introvert’s personal bubble, but do not act like they are invisible.


The Maturation of a Thought

The Maturation of a Thought

It all started in the shower (admit it–this is where you do all of your thinking).  I was mentally planning my weekend, and I knew that shopping was definitely on the agenda (along with the ubiquitous studying, of course).  But what stores?  Are there any coupons available?  What exactly did I need?  Suddenly, my mind was racing.

This is typical for me.  I never have a solitary thought.  Even when I appear focused on one duty (writing a blog post, for example), I am usually working on some other tasks as well (such trying to find a specific dress for a cheaper price).  Needless to say, I am that person who never has less than three tabs open on my web browser.

Maybe that is why I hate disorganized clutter so much–my mind is so busy that I cannot handle an exterior mess as well.

Here is just a glimpse of the lifespan of a thought in my mind.




This might be news to myself as much as it is to anybody else, but I have learned more about myself this first semester of college than I have learned about some of my class subjects.  One thing I have learned is how truly introverted I am.  In high school, I was involved in literally every club that my school offered besides the chess club.  I was Yearbook editor, cheerleading captain, NHS member, soccer player, volleyball captain, choir member, part of the running club, missions society vice-president, student body chaplain, class vice-president and a part of countless other extra-curricular activities that currently elude me.  I was always busy, and I would have never considered myself an introvert.  Quiet?  Yes.  Introvert? No way.


The first day of college, as I stood passing balls at volleyball practice, I knew that my over-achieving self was not going to be able to be as involved as I was in high school, and, after talking with the coach and withdrawing myself from the volleyball team, I found myself as part of absolutely no club, group, or extra activity.  I was a little scary and a little freeing.  I spent all of my time at class, work, or studying in the library.


This is when I started realizing small facts about myself.  Being around people sometimes just wears me out.  I have to pretend to be happy, excited, and perfect.  I remember feeling this way in high school, but now I think that I was so busy that the adrenaline kept me perky.  I keep my emotions bottled up inside.  I definitely recognized this in past years.  I once broke my nose and didn’t even flinch.  The only reason I had to walk off the indoor soccer court was that the blood was dripping on the floor.  I hate to let people know what is on the inside.  Now that I am around so many loud, obnoxious girls, I realize this even more.  Sometimes, I have to force myself to talk.  Other times, I have a question in class, but my mouth refuses to open and ask it.  I like nothing more than curling up with a good book.  I have always been that way, and I am convinced that I always will.

Sometimes I just wish people could see my need to be alone.  I want people to quit begging me to come to the basketball games.  I spend 24 hours of my life around people (thanks to the genius that invented the roommate idea).  Sometimes I just want to sit in the quiet library and type a blog entry without being interrupted.  Is that too much to ask for?