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A Premature Journey

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Mac Frost and his newborn son

When I was 17, I became a father.

I made a difficult decision that resulted in a life-changing experience that was embarrassing and frightening, and left me disillusioned. Many such experiences stemmed from that decision, like opening a can of worms.

I was a high school student with my sights set on screenwriting, drumming, acting, and filmmaking. I hung out with friends, but I spent most of my time in my room honing myself by drumming, writing, and working out.

I found out my girlfriend was pregnant. She decided to have it. If I decided to embark on this life-long quest, my entire world would turn upside-down and inside-out. My dad tried several times to convince me to abandon all ties with her and deny everything, to protect my future and myself. My mom agreed it would be better for me. It’s strange how people are quick to judge deadbeat dads, yet when it’s their own child becoming a father, they may change their mindset.

I had grown up without a dad around, and I was not going to let my child suffer the same life. I had no mentor but my ideals. I definitely was not going to leave this child to be raised by his mother alone. I knew then that despite her claims she could do it all on her own, she was just a girl who wanted to play house.

Jack Alexander Putman was born June 11, 2005, three months premature. He weighed two pounds, fifteen ounces. His face cried but no sound came out, for his lungs had not yet fully developed.

He came home from the NICU two months later on an oxygen tank and a heart monitor. People complain so much about babies waking them up at night. What a bunch of wimps. Were you woken up by an alarm every hour signifying your child’s heart had stopped beating?

I was seventeen, working, and spending all my money on formula and diapers. When I turned 18, my mom started charging me rent. When I turned 19, I got an apartment for Jack, his mom, and me. You think being 19 is tough? I was fully supporting three people with a ten-dollar an hour job.

When I left Jack’s mother in 2008, I was a defeated man. I’ve always struggled with depression, but during this time, at my lowest, I was overcome by it. Jack’s mom took him out of state, to Oregon. I could have done something about that at any time, but I did not. I believed Jack would be better off without me in my current state, and I let him go.

His mother moved back to Nevada maybe five months later, but five months is a world of difference to a three-year-old. It seemed Jack had all but forgotten me. His mom stopped by to get money from me, of course, and Jack was with her. Seeing him again sparked my paternal fire I had laid to rest, and I knew I could never give him up again.

Jack’s mother was so irresponsible I paid her child support one, sometimes two months, in advance, in addition to gas money. I still bought Jack supplies he needed – clothes and whatnot. His mom unfortunately made many bad decisions and they snowballed until I could no longer sit by and watch. I took action.

By early 2012, Jack’s mother was living in a motel with her boyfriend and Jack. Jack told me about unsanitary living conditions. He said at times he had to use a bucket as a bathroom. When he was with me, he said things like, “I like being at your house. There’s always enough food and there’s always clean clothes.” It was heartbreaking. I knew what I had to do. I filed for sole physical and legal custody, but had to wait three months for a court date.

Then in March of 2012, something terrible yet magical happened, as if a sign from God that I was on the right path. Jack’s mom told me her boyfriend had been arrested for unpaid traffic tickets. I knew better than to trust her, so I went online and found the real charges: Sexual Assault of a Child and Lewdness with a Minor under 16.

It was not Jack, thank God. It was his mother’s teenage sister. Still, this was cause for an emergency ex parte motion for temporary sole custody, which I immediately filed and had served. My emergency motion was granted. On those courthouse steps, reading the order granting temporary sole custody, I cried a little bit, tears of hardship, pain, relief, joy, and validation.

I have always been poor, so I had to represent myself in court, for the first of what would be many occasions over the years to come. I had to prove Jack’s wellbeing and safety was at stake, and his mother an unfit parent. I printed out the criminal charges against her boyfriend. I testified to the living conditions Jack had described. I even went to Jack’s school to retrieve his school records – this was a juicy detail.

Jack’s school had no idea I was his father. His mom had not put my name or information on a single form, but had instead written in the name of her sex offender boyfriend as Jack’s father. What was perhaps more offensive was Jack had missed more than half the school year. She had started him months late into the school year, and frequently kept him home insisting he was sick. Jack would have to repeat the first grade, at no fault of his own, but by the intentional failure of his mother.

I was granted primary physical custody with joint legal custody, and now his mom would have to pay me child support. This was a huge victory, but the war was far from over.

I rearranged my entire life to accommodate full-time parenting. I was ruthless in my restructuring. I told my work I could no longer work random hours of random days. I would need a set schedule with set hours and set days off – I would need a regular schedule of 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. to accommodate childcare hours.

Walmart of course told me they could not promise any such thing, that I would receive almost no work hours and become so poor I would not be able to support myself. I called their bluff and told them so be it. I was one of their most valuable, knowledgeable, and experienced employees. It would be foolish of them to not have me on the clock as much as possible. I was given a full 40-hour regular work-hours schedule.

Childcare was set up. My work schedule was accommodated. I bought Jack all the clothes and supplies he was missing and needed. I set him up at the school by my residence. I had risen to the challenge, assumed greater responsibility, and as a result we were both thriving. Jack was safe and well cared-for, and remains as such to this day.

I fought many court battles for years to keep my son safe and healthy. I’ve had primary physical custody for six years. Jack’s mom owes tens of thousands of dollars in back child support. No one knows her current whereabouts. The government has been unable to locate her. I was finally granted sole legal and physical custody in 2015. Jack’s mom has been completely out of the picture for three years or so now. Both he and I are far better off without her involvement in either of our lives.

Almost four years ago I quit working full-time to invest in an easier future for us by enrolling in college full-time. I go to school while Jack is in school. I work random part-time jobs when I am able to, and summer jobs when I can actually get hired somewhere. We go to school, we get home, I make dinner, I clean, I do all the things traditionally considered “women’s work.” I’m not just a dad; I also hold the role of a mom. I’m a very affectionate and nourishing caregiver, and I enjoy that role; however, there is a strange stigma attached to male caregivers.

Many people, but mostly men, look down on me as a full-time single parent. Some talk down to or insult me. It is not traditionally viewed as masculine to “mother” children, or to cook and clean or even to parent so actively. People are understanding and supportive when single mothers pursue higher education, but when it comes to single fathers, it is unthinkable for a man to do anything other than work full-time.

There are two people I grew up calling Dad even though neither were active parents or even completely present in my life. Both my dads often show disappointment that I am somehow unable to parent and support a person entirely by myself, while going to college full-time, while also working full-time. There are literally not enough hours in the day to do all of those things all the time, and men often disagree with my priorities. How manly is it to do laundry and cut your son’s hair? How can you be a man if you’re not lugging boxes in a warehouse fifty hours a week?

I am met with prejudice by other than those who are acquainted with me. It is not uncommon for Jack and I to be at the checkout line in some store, and the cashier says something like, “Giving Mom a break, huh?” People make poor, sexist assumptions based on the poor, sexist examples set by men of previous generations.

Most women do not want to date a guy with a child half their age. It is a sad, lonely life, met with weird expectations. Some people think I should only date other single parents. Others, even some of my closest friends, are of the opinion I should be looking for a mother for Jack instead of a romantic partner for myself. One girl I dated broke it off before things even started because she “didn’t want to be a home-wrecker.” What home?! There hasn’t been anything to wreck for years!

There is nothing quite so frustrating as when people assume that Jack’s mom somehow holds some special place in my heart simply because he shares her DNA. I haven’t felt any affection for her for a decade, and in retrospect she has no redeeming qualities. She is quite honestly the worst person I have ever met. I am very happy she is not in my life or Jack’s. Some people say, “But she’s the mother of your child!” No, she’s not. I am.

I have seven classes left for my bachelor’s degree in journalism, so I will earn my degree before Jack starts high school. After that I aim to write articles and make videos for a pop culture magazine, but I would also like to pursue a master’s degree in behavioral or criminal psychology and work as a profiler for the FBI, either as a special agent or just a consultant.

Jack is the happiest person I have ever met. He is completely brilliant and one of the funniest people alive! He is also crazy creative! He sculpts these claymation figures that are so detailed, it would be impressive if an adult made them. He plays the cello and is constantly soaking up information on the universe from YouTube videos. I’m full of pride for the person he is and I can’t wait to see the final product.

The decision to bring another life into this world was made for me. Mine was the decision to take responsibility for that life. I’m just a guy doing my best to make sure the person I brought into this world is the best and happiest person he can be. It is difficult. It is frustrating at times. It is an all-consuming duty that supersedes everything else in my life. This life has been hard, and I am tired. I am exhausted. I am happy I stepped up to the plate, but I would not want to endure it all over again. I will continue to shoulder this responsibility alone for as long as I live. My son is worth it, and he deserves all the love in the world.

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Places to Avoid Over Spring Break

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Every Spring semester students in college tend to anticipate the end of midterms and the start of spring break. Students who save their money from work and student loans plan ahead to go somewhere for a whole week without knowing much about where they are going. Some students pick spots that are not that great, and some go places they remember forever. Some go to beaches like Newport Beach, California, while others go as far as beaches in Europe like Capri beach in Italy. Spring break is a wonderful getaway to be away from everything, but caution yourself to where you end up spending your time off from school. 

It’s no secret that spring break does not always work out the way it should. Especially in places that students travel to that have a lot of crowds, which becomes a great disappointment upon arrival. One of the most popular places to go are many of California’s beaches, especially since Reno is so close to the California border, and many people who go to UNR are from San Francisco, San Jose, and Monterey, or other parts of the bay area. 

If you don’t like crowded beaches, Huntington beach in Southern California should be avoided because of its 8 million  visitors a year. People could end up getting lost quite easily and getting items stolen. Though it is cheap and fun, it might be better to go somewhere else if students don’t like the crowds like Leo Carrillo State Park, California, which has barely any crowds and a nice beach. 

If a student is looking to go someplace different and out of the country, they might think of going to Mexico. There are some places in Mexico to stay at that are expensive, such as Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, which is $870 a night for a hotel like The Cape, a Thomas Hotel. Other options that are nicer and less expensive are Cancun, Mexico, which is around $275 night and is quite beautiful like Villa del Palmar Cancun Luxury Beach Resort & Spa.

Orlando Beach, Florida is also ranked the most dangerous place in all of the U.S. for spring break with crime accident stats at the highest there which include rape, theft, risk, and car crashes according to websites like travelagentcentral.com and nydailynews.com.

So wherever students decide to go, they should be having fun, yet they should also be aware of their surroundings to stay safe. College should be a wonderful four years of a student’s life, and no one should have it ruined by having an awful spring break. Just as long as people try to remain safe and out of trouble, your break should run smoothly.

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A Percussive Passion

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One of my main passions in life is drumming. I love playing the drums. I am obsessed. When I’m not drumming, I’m annoying those around me with my incessant tapping.

Whether I’m playing to favorite songs on my headphones, practicing with my band Grimedog, or performing live, drumming gives me incomparable feelings of peace, freedom, power, and interconnectedness. I am free to let these feelings flow through me and simultaneously express them, spiritually and physically.

There are a wide variety of possible drum set-ups. Most drummers play three or four-piece kits with two or three cymbals. The reason for playing smaller kits is the simplistic beauty to it. There’s nothing elaborate. Everything’s right there, nice and tight. There’s less to transport, set up, and tear down.

I started on a five-piece kit with one crash cymbal. I play fast, intricate fill combinations. I prefer more options. I outgrew that kit faster than I could afford more equipment. I’ve had as many as nine drums and six cymbals in my kit, but I’ve found that seven drums and five cymbals is the sweet spot for me. Nine drums is fun, but I can achieve the same effect with seven, and it’s just as exciting and fulfilling.

People like to talk smack about drummers. A classic example is the old jab, “You’re not a musician; you’re a drummer.” I tell people I am a musician. I write most of the lyrics for Grimedog, and I sing occasionally. I love guitar solos and bass riffs, but drum parts in most songs have always sounded lacking to me. I play drums because that is where I can contribute the most to music. Another cliché is drummers are stupid.

The Karolinska Institutet in Stockholm conducted a study on the link between drumming and intelligence (Ullén et al., 2008). The study had drummers play different beats, then complete a 60-problem intelligence test. Researchers found a positive correlation between accurate timing, problem-solving, and general intelligence.

Researchers at Harvard discovered drummers’ internal clocks don’t rely on linear time, but waves similar to brainwaves, heart rates, and auditory nerve firings (Hennig et al., 2011). That is the most scientific description of how drumming feels. I also experience what Oxford researchers call a “drummer’s high” (Dunbar et al., 2012). Even if I’m having a horrible day, drumming pumps me up.

Drumming for extended durations requires vast energy. I can start a winter set shivering. By the end, I’ll be sweating through my clothes. However, there’s a soothing, positive energy that comes over me and gives me enhanced focus and a feeling of indestructibility.

I love feeling the music flow through me like a wave of energy and emotion. I love feeling those polyester film skins respond to my constant bombardment. I love following cell phones up past the outstretched arms to the faces glued to my every movement and recognizing the wonder in their eyes at what I am doing with two sticks and some tendons.

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Q and A with Music Journalist, Joe Hagan

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Weeks after Jann Wenner’s, Editor-in-Chief and co-founder of Rolling Stone Magazine, biography Sticky Fingers written by journalist Joe Hagan was published, I had the opportunity to interview the author. Hagan has written for numerous magazines and papers such as Rolling Stone, New York magazine, and the Wall Street Journal. Insight was granted an intimate look into the writing process of Sticky Fingers, his personal opinions of Jann Wenner and Rolling Stone, his obligation as a journalist, what’s next for music journalism, and more.

How has your book tour been treating you?

It’s winding down now. It’s been a big adventure for me. This is my first book. Given the state of publishing print in general is a real privilege and to get shuttled around the country to do events and do interviews and go on the radio is a real privilege, too. It’s been a lot of fun. At one point when I was in Boston I had both Peter Guralnick who wrote an epic two part Elvis Presley biography, who was a hero of mine and Peter Wolf who’s a character in the book and a singer of the J. Geils Band, both come to my reading and it was super special for me. To have interactions with people who you revere and recognize what you’re doing has to be the best part of it.

Why the title Sticky Fingers?

There’s a Rolling Stones’ album by that name and it’s sort of a coy, sly reference to that. But, it gets to a lot of things in the book. It’s about sex, rock and roll, and greed, but mainly about ambition. It’s about this guy and his whole generation, who are trying to get their hands on everything. Everybody wants to have it all, and Jann is sort of the essence of that.

What was the process of writing Jann Wenner’s biography like? Were there any difficulties?

Almost all of it was tough. From trying to go through hundreds of boxes of archival materials to handling Jann Wenner himself. He’s a very powerful and complicated guy. It was also a process of diplomacy. Doing investigations, interviews, and digging through material to find out what the story was. It was all very complicated and a management challenge. Between having assistants who were helping me go through material and trying to manage that material. If you’ve read the book you can see there’s a lot of stuff in it and trying to manage it all was a big challenge and a learning experience.

How do you deal with writer’s block? Did you deal with it while writing Sticky Fingers?

I was under too much pressure to have writer’s block. I had to produce something. I mean I would get to points where I was not writing well or I was sort of on an impasse with what to do at some point along the way. One thing that helped me was going on writing retreats which I would do semi-regularly. I would go away for four to five days to somewhere absolutely quiet where there was no one around and very little internet access. I just force myself to have these intense, concentrated writing marathons in which I’d get a lot of work done. I had a deadline, but I also have a wife and kids so my whole life was very compressed. There wasn’t a lot of time

You have mentioned that you wrote the true story. At any point in writing the biography were you hesitant about telling the truth?

I knew as I was writing [Sticky Fingers] it was going to be contentious. Where the rubber meets the road when you’re a reporter, journalist, writer, biographer or writing about anybody especially living. Once you’re done reporting or researching, you have to close the door and write a book or article in which you’re going to tell the truth to the reader. Your compact is with the reader. Your trust is with the reader. If anytime you think you’re going to hurt this guy’s feelings or that you’re going to make him mad or whatever, well you’re just going to have to make that leap and tell the story because that is what the reader deserves and that’s what I’m trying to deliver. It takes some courage, but it’s also just the job. You have to have an iron stomach to deal with all the consequences because not everybody is going to like you. If I was hesitant it was only for a second because I just had to do the job. With Jann, I was writing about a living guy, and I recognized that I was going to cause him some indigestion, but that’s what I got paid to do. Also, this is my first book and there was no way I was going to hold back. I was going to tell it like it is because this was my chance.

You mentioned this is your first book. How does it feel holding this tangible, bright yellow book?

It’s fantastic. It’s very humbling in a way because as much confidence I may have had writing one part of it, suddenly it’s going to go out there in the world be chewed over and it’s going to upset some people. As much happiness and entertainment it will bring for most people, I’ve already received some reviews by people that worked at Rolling Stone who are upset about it [Sticky Fingers]. You’re kind of dealing with all the different reactions in addition to just the beautiful object which I’ve very proud of. When you put it on the shelf next to your heroes it’s not a bad feeling, but at the same time you feel the weight and responsibility of it. I’ll be managing and living with this book for the rest of my life and so will Jann. There’s a lot of gravity to it.

Do you think Wenner is an important figure to study? Especially for Journalism students? Why or why not?

Yes. Jann Wenner was a pioneer of some of the greatest journalism of his generation and it was so influential. Especially on me and anybody from my generation who came up as a journalist who had a lot of ambition, would look up to Tom Wolfe and Hunter S. Thompson as inspirations for everything they would want to do. Wenner published those people. He gave them a lot of freedom and I mention this at the end of the book that I felt a lot of responsibility to make this book as great as I could in honor of the writers that Wenner had let loose on the world. What he did was give them liberty, freedom, and pages to make really great works. He’s an important figure in the history of 20th century American media and journalism. Wenner is on the level of Henry Luce or William Randolph Hearst or Hugh Hefner. These people are now seen as figures of a bygone era. It’s not the same world, but that doesn’t mean there’s not a million things to learn from it. You can get so amazingly inspired by reading some of their work and realizing what you can do with it. Even in the last twenty years there has been some great journalism published by Rolling Stone. At the end of the day Jann Wenner was an entrepreneur. Another way people can be inspired by him is thinking of how to be entrepreneur of whatever the next media is going to be. Who’s going to bottle lightning in the next generation? In a lot of ways if you read the early years of Wenner and how he put Rolling Stone together and how he kind of borrowed, stole, and synthesized things together it’s not unlike the story of Zuckerberg and the founding of Facebook. This story is going to likely repeat itself again and again in history.

Betrayal is a big theme in this book. Do you personally believe betrayal is a key for success?

Beyond Wenner, if you look at biographies of some figures in history whether they be men or women in any industry, you’re going to find people with incredible ambition and an ego who feel that their vision overpowers anybody’s feelings, needs, or desires. Maybe it was necessary for Wenner to cast everybody aside in order to continue Rolling Stone and give it a life beyond its first generation of its life. The photographer Annie Leibovitz said when Rolling Stone moved to New York in 1977 that she came to understand that Wenner was a one man band and that he didn’t need anybody else. That wasn’t necessarily a happy revelation for her, but she also understood how he was and that was what was going to make him successful. I don’t think betrayal is a key for success, but if you have too many of them it could be a detriment to success. Some people say that Wenner could have been a lot more successful had he been not so material and in some cases been a betrayer, but that’s speculative and theoretical.

Jann Wenner has been accused of sexual harassment, something that you did not shy from mentioning in your book. What do you think this means for Rolling Stone? Should his actions be set aside from his work and impact?

I mean I didn’t set it aside. I talk about it. It’s part of the culture that he was in and a part of the kind of the behaviors and cultural understanding of that period. I understand it purely historically. Wenner is a legacy of the same generation of Harvey Weinstein. What we notice across the board is that certain men with power abuse their power and sex is just one of the venues in which they can abuse their power. I don’t know if it has any special consequence for Rolling Stone as a magazine, but I will say that the magazine has a history of sexism and a history male-centric worldview. It reflected the culture it was covering which was rock and roll which was very macho and hetero. To the question of whether you can judge the entire history of Rolling Stone based on Jann Wenner having harassed a few people, I don’t think so, but you can look at it to understand the culture Rolling Stone came out of. Weinstein famously said that he came up in the 60s and 70s when this behavior was normal. Wenner did too, and that is what this reflects.

Did you grow up reading Rolling Stone? Any early memories of that?

I subscribed to it, but this was in the 80s, so it wasn’t my primary relationship to music. It was during the period of MTV, and MTV was my main touchstone for music. I was mainly looking at Rolling Stone to read more about the people I was seeing on MTV. I remember reading Hunter S. Thompson in Rolling Stone in the 80s and not understanding a word of it. I tried to discern his language. If you grew up reading Rolling Stone in the 70s you would understand what he was talking about, but he was so peculiar to people who understood him and his history that by the time he was writing in the late 80s it was hard for people my age to penetrate his almost secret language.

What was it like writing for Rolling Stone?

I reached out to them and told them I had an interview with a country star that had just died, Buck Owens, and that I had done one of his last interviews. I said I could write something for them and they asked me to write his obituary. They liked what I did, and I ended up writing two or three obituaries for them and then I wrote a profile of Steve Earle. It was great. I enjoyed doing it. It was only special in terms of the subject matter. I got to write about music which I enjoyed, but by then Rolling Stone (in the 2000s) wasn’t at the top of its game. It was special because I finally got a byline in Rolling Stone, but as a person who was sort of sophisticated about the media because I worked for the Wall Street Journal and New York Magazine, I kind of understood that Rolling Stone wasn’t at the center of the conversation anymore.

Do you think music journalism is still alive and well?

Occasionally you’ll see some great music journalism and cultural writing. Putting aside music, there’s still lots of great cultural writing across all kinds of different venues. The thing about music is that it’s just not at the center of the culture the way it once was. When Rolling Stone was reviewing rock and roll albums and profiling and interviewing rock stars back in the 60s, 70s, and 80s , rock and roll was so at the center of how people thought about life. It defined people’s sensibilities. I think it still has that for some people on the margins, maybe in high school or college, but it doesn’t define life for the rest of the culture. There was a period where rock and roll was defining the culture even for adults because they all had come out of the 60s and loved all that music. It’s a different world in terms of music writing. The stakes were not as high as they were back then. It’s also because of the internet. The internet has thinned everything out and diffused the culture. Music is now important if you think it’s important.

What’s next for you as a journalist and author?

Oh God, I wish I knew. I mean I’m just going to take a break after the whole book thing winds down and consider whether I want to write for magazines again or write a new book. I don’t know, but I wish I knew. I’ve been so steeped in this book for four years that I’m just coming out of it. I haven’t done anything else but this book for four years. I have a lot of meditation to do before I can figure out what’s next.

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How to Have the Best Semester Ever

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The start of a new semester is always rough. You have to dive back into the grind of school with new classmates, new professors, and new workloads. It can take a toll on anyone, especially when trying to figure out how you’re going to tackle the semester. Fear not fellow students, here are some tips on how to have the best semester ever and get those good grades.

Divide and Conquer: One of the best ways to stay on top of your coursework is to break it up in bits. Always write down when all of your assignments, tests and projects are due. Having a planner or calendar is great for keeping track of how much time you’ll have. Keeping track is vital for success. After writing it down try diving up your workload into little chunks to do each day and see how it works for you. Many of us are prone to putting things off until last minute to be then left sitting there asking ourselves why we do this to ourselves over and over. Breaking up your work this way can be a nice way to ease some of the stress of big workloads.

Set the Scene: Although getting comfortable in bed is always fantastic, realistically it probably isn’t the best place for you to do your homework. When sitting down to start your work you should do it in an area you know you’ll be able to stay focused and productive in. We’ve all heard it before but it’s probably best you put your phone away for a bit. Got to stay focused my friend! Also, don’t be afraid to try out new areas to work in. Go out, explore. See what works for you! Maybe you’ll find you love getting work done in a coffee shop or sitting out by the quad. Maybe you’ll even find a little love for some soft Beethoven in the background while you’re at it. Always remember to take breaks and allow yourself time to recharge! The more focused you are the more productive you’ll be, and the more productive you are the sooner you’ll be done, just remember that.

Try new techniques: There are lots of different study/homework methods out there, and the internet is a great way to find them. Whether it’s flashcards or notes, they’re all worth a try! One of the best study methods I have discovered is to try and teach someone what you learned. So maybe go over to your roommate, your dog, even your wall, and try to teach them what you’ve been studying. Then while you’re teaching, if you find any holes in your own knowledge you can go back and look over it. Speaking about the subject out loud is a great way to help retain information!

Read the readings: I know, I know. Readings suck. Some teachers just stack pages upon pages for us to read, making us all look down at it like “Yeah… I don’t have time for that.” Well, now’s the time we try and make time. If you have a few moments to spare between classes, break out the readings instead of scrolling on your phone. Just try to squeeze in some reading time whenever you get a chance. Maybe wake up a little earlier or plan a trip to a tea shop to let yourself sip while you read. Just try to get the jist. If you can’t read it all try seeing if there is a summary of it somewhere online or read the beginning and concluding paragraphs to see if you can get the jist of what the author is saying. Just by getting an idea of what the author is saying you’ll be better equipped for class the next day.

Do the Extra Credit: Guys, always do the extra credit if your professor is nice enough to offer it. It can be just what you need to push that grade up a notch or help cushion the blow of a bad grade on an assignment.