Safety Pre- Cautions on Campus


“Congratulations! You have been accepted to our University! We invite you to our New Student Orientation and tour around campus! Hope to see you soon!” ~ The Admissions Office

Tour Guide: Many students (including me) have gone to the New Student Orientation hosted by the admission counselors, but always and I mean ALWAYS skip the tour guide! Attending the tours are the essential for safety. It is important to know where your semester classes are held; in which buildings, campus garages, where your dorm is located, the nearest food markets or fitness gym, etc.

EMERGENCY CONTACT INFORMATION: Make sure you record all emergency phone numbers on your phone or device and most importantly written down in a notebook or phone book just in case you lose it. Examples: Campus Police Station, Dorm Reception, Advising Centers, Testing Centers; Friends and Family is a MUST!

SECURE YOUR BELONGINGS: PLEASE be AWARE the crimes have risen, no matter if your university is in a “safe” town or not. No where is safe. If you drive to school make sure to LOCK ALL DOORS, even if you have automatic door locks still make sure! It takes 2 seconds! Make sure there is no valuable belongings in your vehicle as well (laptops, notebooks, other electronics, earphones/headphones). NOTHING should be in your car. I will not stress this enough, absolutely DO NOT park your car outside of campus! Recently one of my car wheel valve cap got stolen and I was parked on campus. Imagine parking outside… DO NOT leave any of your belongings unsupervised. Take everything with you. And definitely DO NOT tell a stranger to look after your stuff. Not even a friend!

SOCIAL MEDIA: Let’s be realistic, it’s the 21st century. Everyone has some sort of social media account (Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr, etc). Please be cautious on what you post on the internet. College do look at these things! As much as it’s tempting DO NOT turn on your locations! You’ll put yourself and your friends in danger (Yeah Yeah I know snapchat locations are pretty).

PARTIES: You’ll probably end up in one or two dorm parties or frat parties. Usually a lot of dorms strictly forbid any types of parties. If you get caught having one, you’ll get in serious trouble. Frat parties on the other hand are not owned by the college. That means ANYONE can attend, that includes high school students. Please be aware that many frat parties do include alcohol beverages. If you happened to end up in one, do not go alone, bring one or two friends with you. If someone asks you for a drink don’t be afraid to say NO. Get it YOURSELF! If you happened to leave in the dark, make sure you don’t leave without your friends! If you leave by yourself, don’t walk in any unknown streets. If you are drunk, please don’t drive. If you feel unsafe call the police to escort you back to your dorm. MAKE SMART DECISIONS! If you are under 21 years of age don’t drink! Bottom line don’t trust anyone! Trust your guts!

If you want to attend a supervised party, usually the dorm complex organizes different types of gathering parties. I have not been to one but I’ve heard they are fun. You’ll definitely meet people who study in the same field as you. If not, that’s still fine. I’ll probably only go for the food 💀

I know this is a bit traumatizing, but it’s better to be safe than sorry! If you have any additional safety pre- cautions please list them below in the comment section!

Stay Safe and GOD Bless! 

The Cops Arrived at MY House!



These damn pesky neighbors. All they do is cause trouble. It’s funny and true to say all the fairytale books I’ve read as a kid and the cartoons I’ve watched (spongebob), portrays the disrespect that feeds in a neighbor’s house. No matter how hard you try to have a civil conversation with them, they’ll always slam the door on you… poor spongebob…

I live in a very quiet neighborhood. About three years ago, one of the most kindest neighbor I have ever met (his name’s Al) passed away. I’ll always remember the little gifts he would give my sister and I. Candy, bears, toys. God Bless his soul.

A few months later the house that belonged to a brilliant man was bought to some disrespectful ass children. My apologies for the foul language. There’s no other way to explain them. Ever since they moved in, my family and I had problems with them. 

No it’s not how they looked like or their cultural background. It was how they presented themselves to us. It all started when a huge Nor Eastern hit the state. Strong winds, snow blizzard, sleet and rain. It was crazy. That same night my father and mother started to shovel the snow. Apparently, so were the next door neighbors. It was pretty predictable, they through most of the snow near the window of my basement, you know where all the flooding and other problems happen. My mom politely asked them to stop. The third time my mom told them she’ll have to call the cops if they don’t quit it. That is when their devil side turned into criticism. They started making fun of my mom, and disrespecting the cops. Whatever we’ll let it slide.

Spring arrived. I’m sure they won’t be a bother.

Or so I thought…

You see for the past month, my car has been for sale. All that annoying calls and repeated information. The whole jazz into finding someone who can buy my car.

Sunday, April 16 at 10:34am Easter day. I get an odd phone number from California. For a second I thought it was a scam, but I picked up anyway. A middle age guy (so I assume) asked me if anyone was on the verge of purchasing the car. And I said no assuming he’s thinking about buying it. He asked me another question, “how long was the car on the front yard?” Odd… Why would you care? I said “about a month.” He started screaming saying the car makes the neighborhood look trashy. I hung up the phone.

He calls again, but this time he wanted to call the cops. I ask him over and over again who is this. “Not important.” and hangs up. This is really damn creepy. Are you a stalker? 

He calls again, but no one was talking. My sister calls the cops.

“I would like to report harassment.” Fifteen minutes later the cop shows up at my door step. I explain to him what the situation was and pull up the phone number that called and the time. Within minutes he found the address and identified the person. Turned out to be the neighbors. 

Didn’t he want to call the cops on me, well I did it for him.

Today is Easter. Everyone should get along and respect each other. Even if that person does not treat you right, there are always others who will help you out and make you feel appreciated.

I want to Thank the Officer who helped my family and I on Easter morning.  I thank him for doing his job when he could have spent that hour with friends and family. I hope you have enjoyed your chocolate box and the card that came with it.

Just like there are bad people in this world, there are so many good ones who are willing to protect us (the people) over themselves. Even if it’s as little as tracking a phone number. 

Have a Great rest of Your Easter. Stay Safe and God Bless!

Welcome To My College Life


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I wake up in the middle of the night, turn on my phone and stare at the time. 12:50am. Thoughts go through my head, black nightmares gushes out feeling the devil saying “fail… fail…” and imagining myself running out of class sobbing. That’s right. You guessed it. The fear of seeing that two, possibly three digit numbers with a red circle on the right top hand side on the front page of the exam (yes I use exam, not test. It’s more proper).

“I studied hard… very very hard. There is no reason for me not to get the grade I truly deserve.” I thought to myself. More negativity sinks into my brain. “More than half of the class dropped out. Should I?” My grades are extremely low. 

“No I can’t drop out.” IMPOSSIBLE. It’s the definition of giving up. I don’t give up. I have no reason to give up. If I give up then I guess I should give up college all together. I have goals, many goals, more than I can count. Giving up isn’t part of it. Success is!

I continue to stare at my phone, I question myself, “should I look at my grades or just go back to sleep and wait until my professor hands it back in the morning?” No. I can’t wait. I start to sweat as I log onto my campus cruiser, my anxiety worsens, my heart starts to beat faster and faster. I see the “A+ grade” announcement on the class page. I felt like my heart was about to pop out of my chest. I’m scared.

“Just click on it Rania! Just do it!” I scroll down to test #4… No… No… I must be dreaming! I refresh the page twice, but no my eyes were not lying to me! Someone please just pinch me. This can’t be true…

9…4… I GOT AN A! I cannot believe it! Sure I can. I deserved this! I’ve never been so proud and relieved to a get a grade like this! Not even on my calculus exams.

I can’t sleep. But this time with excitement! I lay down in bed and I constantly talk to myself. I want to write this down. I want to write all my excitement down in a little notebook. I get up, turn on my flashlight and grabbed a journal. No writing this down isn’t enough. I need to create my very own personal blog. I want to express all my emotions and share to those who may have experienced the same.

Hello my name is Rania Amer and welcome to my college life.