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Writing Prompt: Tell us about your first day at something — your first day of school, first day of work, first day living on your own, first day blogging, first day as a parent, whatever.

My first full day of school at UNLV was a hectic and scary one. I’m living in a new city all alone, I’m at a new school, which I only spent about 4 hours at prior and I was trying to get through graduate orientation and figure out where my classes were so I wouldn’t get loss (all of my classes started at 5:30) in the dark.

My roommate and I had rode together to campus and somewhere, some how I lost my cell phone, which seriously was like losing my life EVERYTHING was in there, I had no way to call my roommate to let her know what time we should meet to go home, so I walked in to the parking lot on the baking sun (it’s hot in Las Vegas!) left a note on her car telling her that I lost my cell phone and that I would be in front of the Student Union at 7pm. (The parking lots are not joke)

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The whole day I was freaking out, I was without a cellphone; virtually cut off from everything I knew. Finally got home and called T-Mobile, told them that I lost my phone somewhere on campus, (naturally they couldn’t locate the phone, apparently it has been shut off or the battery was drained) and they temporarily shut the phone off, that night I called my mom (on my roommate’s cellphone and let her know what happened).

I hadn’t been in Las Vegas for a week and already I’d lost my cellphone, I was seriously ready to go to Milwaukee… the hard, cold, artic winters be damned. For some reason I called the bookstore (since it was the last place that had it) and know and behold they had my phone… THEY HAD IT! People reading this don’t understand how happy I was, it was like someone told me I won the lottery.. needless to say I reclaimed my phone, and I two years later I graduated with a Masters Degree, an the memory of my first day .

Until Next Time

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Never Too Late

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Writing Prompts: Is there a person you should’ve thanked, but never had the chance? Is there someone who helped you along the way without even realizing it? Here’s your chance to express your belated gratitude.

It would defiantly be a group of people, When I moved to Las Vegas to go to graduate school, it was the very first time that I had ever been away from my family and my home, and for the first 8 weeks I was miserable, just seriously feeling out of place and homesick and I felt like I had made to wrong choice in coming here.. EVERYTHING was different than what I was used to. Slowly by slowly I started to meet people and I’m not sure if they knew it or not but they really helped me, treated me like family and really allowed me to enjoy my experience, wish lessoned the home sickness.

One of the reasons I look back so fondly at that time in my life, is the people who I met and became my friends, and for the most part I think they all know that everything they did for me was appreciated by myself but my mother as well, I think for a time she was worried for the same reasons I was and after she visited me she was more at ease about the situation.

So to Robin, Bill, Anne, Paul, Gail, Nicole, Renee, Nathan and so many others Thank you…

Until Next Time….

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August Blues

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Writing Prompt: As a kid, were you happy or anxious about going back to school? Now that you’re older, how has your attitude toward the end of the summer evolved?

I never was anxious about going back to school after the summer until I went off the grad school. I think it was a combination of things: moving away from my family, living some place new… with total strangers, and hoping I wouldn’t fall flat on my face.  I knew that moving to Nevada would be a bit of a culture shock, I knew that people would be different from what I was used to.

I consider myself a modest and somewhat conservative dresser (and I will never forget it) it was my very first class at UNLV and I went into the bathroom, and there was a girl with a sparkly halter top on and Jimmy Cho shoes and mega expensive sunglasses… I looked at her through the mirror and sort of glanced at my simple jean shorts and tee shirt; then I noticed her purse and was floored… my very first thought was , “who dresses like that to go to class?” it was that moment that I knew I was no longer in Wisconsin. Looking back my thoughts might have been a bit judgmental but seriously… who the hell wears a sparkly halter top to class?

At the moment, this time of year makes me a bit nostalgic, I see the kids walking to and from school and I think about all my first days, and I always seem to back to the thought that maybe I’ll go back to school to get my Doctorate…. maybe one day…  but to answer the question I think as I’ve gotten older I’ve become more frenetic about going back to school

 

Until Next Time…. I leave you with this super cute back to school commercial (I really love them)

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Think Again

Writing Prompt: Tell us about a time you made a false assumption about a person or a place — how did they prove you wrong?

I’ll be honest, everyone has heard of Las Vegas and everyone knows the slogan, “What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas”…. well except for Prince Harry… cause everyone knew about that instantly. Like most people my age I had a preconceived notion of what Las Vegas was like. I had decided to purse my education beyond my Bachelor’s Degree and I hadn’t really traveled anywhere, that didn’t include a road trip with my family; and I was seriously starting to feel like, “If I don’t leave now, I will never leave” So I applied to three graduate schools (applications are expensive). University of Michigan, Marquette University (right in my back yard… heck my mother even worked there… this was my “we’ll if I have no where else to go choice”) and University of Nevada – Las Vegas.

Marquette denied me… fuckers! And now I was crewed, because it was all or nothing, I got a yes, from UNLV as well as a graduate assistantship, so I picked my crap and flew to Vegas. It was not what I expected… and yes there were shows and casinos and lots of other things, but I can literally count on my hands the number of times when I went on the strip while I was at school. Las Vegas has so much more to offer than just casino’s, I became aquatinted with the Public Lands, Lake Mead where I worked on a fantastic houseboat and taught schools children about the environment and ecology, and Red Rock Canyon where I volunteered and hiked for the very first time, (I also taught a couple of classes and worked for the city… I hand my fingers in a lot of little pots) I did things that I wouldn’t have never dared myself to do, and incidentally I never once hit the jackpot or married a stranger I met on the strip.

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In the three years that I was there, I really grew up and came into my own. And I will never regret making the decision to move there.…oh and I did get in to Michigan, and I seriously thought about it… but another rough mid-western winter was just not something I was willing to endure.Everyone has false assumptions about people or places, but sometimes you have to step out side the box and look a little deeper, more than likely you’ll be happy you did…

Until Next Time…. Find a little inspiration in your life

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