Casanova

I often like to reflect on my life and how amazing things really are. Days spent with Casanova remind me of how grateful I am to have stumbled upon him. I am in love with everything about him.

I embarked on my quest for a puppy in March of 2018. I had just moved into my apartment. It began innocently enough. It started by browsing through internet advertisements during my classes. Some of the advertised puppies had names, I’m guessing to add to the cuteness. One little puppy was named Casanova; I fell in love with the name. I added the name to my growing list of possible names. My idea was the name had to match my pup’s personality. The frontrunners were Casanova if I found a boy and Cecelia if I found a girl. Obviously, the name needed to be unique.

I spent months looking online and in pet shops and at animal shelters for my puppy, but none of them felt quite right. At the time I wasn’t sure if I wanted a boy or girl, I just knew it had to feel perfect. I had already purchased a dog bed, food bowls, and several toys.

I eventually had a dream about my puppy. In that dream, my puppy was fluffy, yellow, and loved me to pieces.

In July, my brother found an advertisement online posted by a family about an hour and half away. This family had three boy puppies: one black and white (which had already been sold), one brown, and one sandy blonde with dark hair around his mouth. I was told the mother of the puppies was a shih-tzu, the father was a maltipoo. The family sent me pictures of the sandy blonde one. I knew. That was my Casanova, the malshipoo.

I immediately arranged to pick him up. My brother went with me. On the way, we stopped to buy a little blue collar and an engraved name tag.

My sweet boy cuddled against me from the moment he was in my arms. He was eight weeks old, born on May 29th. He slept the entire way home. He didn’t understand his toys at first, but he caught on. He learned so quickly and would do anything for a piece of turkey.

I brought him a bear to play with on the ride home. He cuddled it instead.

It sounds cliché, but that day changed my life. Casanova has been a blessing. He is seven months old. The dark hair around his mouth has grown out. He cuddles with me when I’m sad. He plays with me when I need a distraction from the monotonous daily grind. He especially loves to be outside. He hates baths. He hates to be separated from me; he won’t even let me close the bathroom door. He usually sleeps with his head on a stuffed toy or a pillow. He gives me SO many kisses.

I truly adore him. My goal is giving him his best possible life. I sometimes wish he could speak so that I could explain what it means when I tell him I love him.

Considering Majors

I, like so many others that I know, have changed my major recently. I went from biomedical sciences to biology. I felt it was necessary and definitely not the end of the world. It’s a decision that is entirely up to you and your judgement, but I felt truly liberated. I went from a major that was demanding and specific to a major that was more open to interpretation and lenient.

I was super fortunate that I switched between sciences, meaning I was on track to graduate on time with either major.

It can be scary, no doubt. I’ve known people to completely switch tracks and refocus their priorities. I mean from business to biology. Changes like that do, unfortunately, mean more time in school. However, remember: time is relative. An extra year or two is nothing compared to a lifetime of happiness spent in your ideal career field.

Preparing for Spring

As a college student, my mind is constantly geared towards what I can do in order to prepare for my classes. I haven’t always done as well in my classes as I would like to, and that is hard to face. I graduated from high school as the valedictorian. I was the typical “I aced the exam and didn’t even have to study” student that annoys everyone. But if it’s any consolation, that has rocked my world. I had zero study skills in high school, and consequently, I brought exactly zero study skills with me to college. On top of that, life happens. Maybe you get a job (or in my case, two) to have spending money or pay your bills. Perhaps you get a puppy that needs attention, grooming appointments, vet appointments, and plenty of playtime. Then maybe you have a roommate you can’t agree with.

My point is that a lot can go wrong and I’ve learned the hard way. If you’re curious, I’m double majoring in biology and philosophy. Here are just a few things that I personally do that could potentially help you.

Give Yourself a Break

When registering for classes, it’s important to keep in mind that you need to eat and take breaks. Leave time to rest between classes. It is also important not to overload your schedule. It’s tempting to take a seventeen hours at once and graduate early, but it just isn’t feasible. I took seventeen hours the first semester of my freshman year. More classes means more assignments, exams, midterms, and finals. Come finals week, I was so exhausted that I could not manage to study for my very last final. Things turned out okay, but only because the professor decided to scale the grades.

Something critical to note is that a 3 credit course doesn’t evenly translate into a 3-hour class. The lecture might be three hours out of your week, but that does not include the time you’ll need to devote to studying, homework, assignments, or getting tutored.

See a Tutor

Tutors exist for a reason. They are so unbelievably helpful. Tutors are excellent at presenting the information to your from a student’s perspective. I would highly recommend that everyone see a tutor, even if only to reiterate the information learned in lecture.

Get a Planner

I know, I know. This one is listed in almost every article/blog post about being a better student and that is because it is essential. I started with an online planner. It was easy to put my entire class schedule into that calendar. I could block out any time I might need for a meeting or lunch or an appointment. It was also easy to keep up with in that I could pull it up on my phone.

I have recently switched over to planner from Plum Paper. If you haven’t heard of them, I highly recommend ordering from this company. Everything about your planner can be customized, something I thoroughly enjoyed. Personally, I added boxes where I can note whether there’s an assignment or exam that day. It also helps me track my studying habits. They offer a student bundle that comes with a notebook, a notepad, and stickers for your planner.

My gorgeous custom planner from Plum Paper

My First Blog Post

It would only be appropriate to begin this adventure with an introduction. I’ll make it brief. My name is Morgan and I’m twenty years old. I’m a full-time student with a part-time job, a long-term boyfriend, and a puppy. My boyfriend is Jake. We have been dating since eighth grade, which has been five (almost six) great years. My puppy’s name is Casanova. He is a seven-month-old Malshipoo bundle of love and affection. More on me later.

My intention with this blog is to hold myself accountable. Being a full-time student, it is more than easy enough to become overwhelmed with stress and anxiety. It’s a never ending pit of, “Am I doing enough?” My overall goal for this year (my resolution, if you will) is to become a better person. I want to exercise more, bake more, study more, and make grades that are worthy of my ideal graduate program. My blog won’t necessarily have a purpose for now (i.e. I haven’t found a “niche” that I prefer over other topics). It will more likely act as my very own online journal. My hope is that the online aspect will motivate me to post more often. Full disclosure: I have absolutely no experience in blogging (or being entertaining). I intend to discover myself and my interests. Right now, I can say there will be posts about baking, my pup, school, stress, and everything entailed therein. I’m already taking steps to improve my lifestyle. I’ve purchased a totally customized student planner for myself (I’m absolutely ecstatic over it)!!

If any of that sounds interesting to you or relatable or you’d simply like to laugh alongside me at my attempts to blog, welcome to my life!