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Difficult Decisions

April 14, 2016Candace Ramlall

Life is full of decisions. Whether it’s deciding which earrings go with that new dress, or if we should drop that really difficult class, we are always deciding something! Up until this very moment, I haven’t really had to make any “adult” decisions. Probably the hardest decisions I’ve made to date are more in the school and family area. So what will happen when I finally venture out into unknown territory?

I must confess that I’m absolutely terrified to become fully independent. I’m worried about starting a new chapter in adulthood. Coming from a home in which I have everything done for me and given to me, I don’t know how I’ll manage living on my own, paying bills, maintaining meaningful relationships, and so on.

The Choices I Don’t Regret

March 15, 2016March 15, 2016Kaitlyn Fernandes

We’ve all experienced that moment when you realize that the decision you just made could change the entire course of your life. And while that thought can be anxiety-inducing, more often than not things have a way of working themselves out. Here are two stories of decisions or events that at first I completely regretted, but have now shaped my life in a positive way.

Me, Him and The Phantom Love Syndrome

November 7, 2015Adelaide Attard

When my co-worker told me that he could take my shift so long as I bought him a beer, I knew he had an ulterior motive. But I agreed to it.

Sure enough, it was his way of tricking me into a date. His asking me to go for a beer meant that we could speak one-on-one without the eyes of our coworkers judging, questioning, or assuming.

I didn’t know how to react to him asking me out, so I asked my mom what she thought. She told me that I should nowhere in the text message mention that I hate beer.

“Give him a chance—he seems sweet! Realistically, what else are you doing?” Dammit, Ma, look at what you got me into…

Our “date” came to an end. I drank two virgin Shirley Temples and listened to his combination of scheming pickup lines and flattering compliments.

But then he said, “I think you’re beautiful and really fun to hang out with. I wouldn’t ask you this if I didn’t have a really good time tonight…” He licked the residual beer foam off of his glass and looked up. “Would you want to take this further?” I knew it. All this time, he just wanted to sweet talk me into bumpin’ uglies with him.