Step One: Organize your first-year dorm flashbacks. I fondly remember the nights of having to get out of my bed at 4 a.m. in Salish because the fourth floor was partying a bit too hard.
Buy yourself some lube, throw it in your bedroom drawer and apply as needed — and trust me, lube is almost always needed. You think you’re enjoying sex now? Mmm, you poor child.
“I won’t be answering questions about almond milk or drunken misadventures, but I still have advice for you. Not for the big things — the fights, the lovers, the grades — but for what falls between those.”
But focus on the fact that this is the last time you’ll be getting ready for the holidays while in school.
“It took a series of texts of me trying to end things ‘nicely,’ becoming less friendly with each text, before I just told him I didn't feel like we were working out.”
I know all of these movies have their flaws and are definitely not as intersectional as one would like, but as someone who loves watching badass women be their badass selves, I've finally narrowed down the list of incredible feminist movies down to an iconic five.
“Maybe you're like me and are in your 18th straight year in school and you're excited that you can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's normal. You just need to power through it.”
“Every time I walk into the washroom on the second floor, I'm faced with a horrifying sight. There's an Alesse birth control advertisement and it shouts a horrible message: if you don't get the brand name version of the Pill, you've gotten the wrong Pill.”
“You can go the super petty (read: fun) route where you hide the almond milk every time he comes over and you can replace it with a 250 mL bottle of regular milk with your boyfriend’s name written on it.”
We were waiting outside together, this mismatched group of people. An older couple waited by the door, making sure they would be the first in. An accordion player was singing to help the wait go faster until the doors open.
“My mother calls me every day. She gets upset if I don't answer. She knows my class schedule and she'll call when she knows I'm not busy.”
“Find the part of UBC that makes you feel at home and enjoy it. Every entering first year is nervous about the upcoming year. Every. Single. One. You’re not alone. And you should never have to feel like you are.”
“Opportunities change plans. Job offers introduce new cities. Friends move and jobs stay. The future is flexible. You're not going to ruin anything by not setting anything in stone yet. You still have a year left.”
“Welcome to UBC! It can be scary but the reality is you will make friends. How do I know? Because tens of thousands of first years come every year in September and all of them make friends. Residence is like the perfect recipe for friendships.”
“I had the best hot chocolate of my life in Prague. I met some of the highest respected professors in my field of study. I learned about Danish chair design and München beer halls. I visited ancient churches and Michelangelo’s.”