I don’t really have a huge post for today, but I just wanted to share something exciting with you guys.
I graduated. Finally!!! I truly did not want to walk, but my mom is forcing me to in May.
Too lit to politic.
Only a few more months until law school!!!
Hey, guys! Hope all is well with ya. Lately, I have been super into reading. Like reading nonstop and in every free moment. The Barnes & Noble cashier probably knows me by name at this point. I know a lot of you are going to be sticking indoors this fall (like me!), so why not share my favorite books right now?!
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Hey, guys! I hope your week is off to a great start. If not, I hope this fun tutorial will make your Monday better. SOOO many of you have said, “How do you make stickers?”, “Is it possible to make stickers without Word?”, “Is there an affordable way to design stickers?” Yasssssss. There is. It’s super easy to make some basic stickers.
Hey, guys! Recently, some of you have really caught on to the fact that I was a member of Alpha Phi, a Panhellenic sorority. However, with you guys learning about my sorority affiliation, a lot of you have been emailing me questions about what you should wear, what to expect, and so much more. SO. Here is a new little series called Recruitment 101. I’ll try to make a few posts answering your questions, so if you have any, comment them below or tweet them at me!
When I was in my sorority, I logged an insane amount of volunteer hours. Seriously, in the hundreds. In high school, I did the same. So, when I heard about Jewelers Mutual Insurance Company donating two million dollars to help home, health and hunger, I knew I needed to help spread the word. They are donating to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, Habitat for Humanity, and Feeding America or Food Banks Canada through their organization called Band Together.
I learned the importance of helping others when I was about 11 and took a trip to Mexico. I remember walking down a street with my mom and seeing people who looked hungry, scared, and sick sitting against the wall. They looked like they hadn’t had a shower in forever. That was the first time I realized what poverty is, and that is the moment that helping others became a passion of mine.