Billy Lang did not study abroad, but he did spend a semester in New York City, interning at a marketing firm while earning credit for his experience. Yes, you can do that! We have several opportunities for students to earn credit through applied learning. Click here for more information.
Billy ended up transferring to another school, that was closer to his internship site because they were so impressed with his work that they wanted him to stay. Although he is no longer at UAlbany, he is still a Great Dane and he has left his mark by sharing his experiences with future generations!
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MyStory Mondays is a weekly digest of our latest posts.
We are all done for the semester, but we are going to go back in time and share some posts that, we hope, will be useful to our new Danes!
New Danes – Make sure to complete your course request form and register for Orientation at www.albany.edu/welcome.
Excited or Straight-Up Nervous
about the Transition to College?
The following posts focus on this great change and what adjusting to college was like for other students. Enjoy!
Many students have great difficulty asking for help. Some may not want to look ignorant, others may have had a bad experience with the help they received, others may simply not know who to turn to. If YOU have a question or your are struggling at any point in your UAlbany journey, please know that WE WANT TO HEAR YOUR QUESTIONS! Even if we do not know the answer or have the help you need, we will connect you with whoever can. The Help Me tab above, has a long list of resources. Check it out. The following students share what it was like for them to ask for help.
Brittany just graduated from UAlbany and she has some things to say about what it was like for her to ask for help.
Being at the University has taught me a lot over the course of these last couple years. It’s taught me the importance of diversity and inclusion, the power in speaking your mind, the strength that’s found in a community, the will to set and meet your goals, and the most crucial lesson of all, never be afraid to ask for help. I say this to you guys now as a second semester senior at this University, with a very high tendency to run from anything that throws me in the spot light. Read More
Javon Evans found great help with Barbara Brown, Coordinator of Advising PLUS, a program designed to help students through various academic and personal struggles.
I didn’t know what I wanted to do after high school. The one thing I really felt passionate about was fitness. I used to be overweight, and I looked for schools to help me with that. I found the World of Fitness Living-Learning Community, and it ended up changing my life. Not only have I grown as a leader, but I’ve also learned that I really do love helping people. Right now I’m working for University at Albany Campus Recreation at the SEFCU and Indian Quad gyms teaching Insanity on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. After I started Insanity, I realized that this is what I want to do for the rest of my life. Being in college and teaching and instructing all these different kinds of people, with different backgrounds, and different personalities, has enabled me to integrate them into my own being and knowledge. I’m able to talk to and relate to so many different people.Read More
Lee McPeters graduated today. He has overcome many struggles and he had to learn how to ask for help the hard way.
Pathways. According to Oxford Dictionaries (www.oxforddictionaries.com), a pathway is “a way that constitutes or serves as a path. a way of achieving a specified result; a course of action.” Whatever you call it or how you define it, this concept of a journey or path through life is always on our minds. The future is always present in our thoughts and the decisions we make and how we spend our time impacts our futures. I mention this because in order to overcome the obstacles I faced and start working to my full potential, I had to overcome my own mind and find validation within myself. As I have said, I was my own worst enemy and I want to help those of you who see the same things happening in your life. Read More.
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Update, #SPRANGBREAKKK was a major success. But then again, how could ten days of Greek Island hopping be anything but amazing? Ask my bruised thigh, pride, or my swollen foot. They are not my biggest fans at the moment so I am sure they will be happy to tell you. Continue reading “Mountains & Broken Things: No Stopping Me”→
Alright ya caught me. I have been A1 slacking with this blog the past couple of weeks, however, I can assure you this uncharacteristic shadiness comes with some painfully original excuses. Leaving that one open for interpretation ,we will pick up right where we left off…
The weekend after channeling my inner Julia Roberts throughout Napoli (only the real ones will get the “Eat Pray Love” reference), and gaining new affirmation in Roma, I was back. I gotta say, finding your way to the self you know you are, after such shaky grounds, is a damn good feeling. So good, in fact, my spontaneous nature was set on overdrive. Having had an especially busy week, it was not until Wednesday night that I realized I was free to leave as soon as I could shove my backpack through the door.
Commercial Break: Italian apartment doors are notoriously slim, the reasoning for which remains to be determined, because… well… Italian cuisine, man! It’ll get ya and you won’t even be mad about it! I have not felt this bloated since I was a “husky” tomboy in middle school. And by that I also mean as a regular female in high school… and kind of freshman year… and a little bit now again too. Haha! It’s not that serious, thanks to the exercise that is traveling. Still, it is so beyond refreshing to be able to laugh about the extra couple inches, rather than fixate on every little calorie. I realize that to the average person, that probably does not mean much. But to the girl, who low-key, kicked a long-term, yet all too well hidden eating disorder not so long ago (in London, believe it or not), that is a hell of an accomplishment. Like I have said before, traveling is so much more than the seeing of sights. For a lucky few, yours truly, happily being one of them, it is the platform for healing, and eventually the ultimate medium for self-love. Continue reading “Bring on the Next Obstacle”→
I guess it’s true. Time really does fly when you are having fun. I am not even apologizing for the cliche, because if you have been following this series, you know that cliches are to be expected. Back at home, even before returning overseas, “tumblr quotes” were merely a platform for jokes in my eyes. Of course, some of them were so, hilariously extra and they still are. Disobeying such a direct order from the universe to use them would be a disservice to us all, and that just will not do. #InWittyMockeryWeTrust
I am also a fan of hashtags.
But here, “here” being not only Firenze, but countless other magical cities across Europe; the very cliches I once smirked at are the ones I find myself exuding more, and more intensely every day. Though I felt it for three weeks last year in London and have been feeling it for even longer this semester, I still struggle to describe this feeling, this “it”. Continue reading “Clichéd Experiences or Something More?”→
So, I did it. This past weekend we traveled to Interlaken, Switzerland – the extreme sports capital of Europe – and I freaking did it. After a picture perfect venture, with some fast but surprisingly genuine friends, I took the ultimate plunge, and skydived over this gem of a city. And let me tell you, it was worth every single franc. It was not what I had initially hoped, no; it was truly far beyond I could ever have imagined. Indescribable, really. Which is great because, although I do not regret any part of it, I sure will be making QUITE a few coffees at Dunkin Donuts this summer to recuperate my bank account. Maybe, for the purposes of writing this post, it being “indescribable” is not the best thing. But, for the purposes of my life and that experience that will stay with me (forever, I hope), “indescribable” is perfect.
Sitting in my mandatory class meeting for EOP, Maritza Martinez, had said something that resounded in me and my current life issues: “employers want to see that you have taken a risk in you”. She was talking about why we should all be taking an interest in applying for internships and studying abroad, and how taking those actions show personal growth and character. It shows people that you are willing to put yourself in uncomfortable situations and rise above it. It shows that you are willing to take a risk on you, and maybe they should too. I never thought of it that way. I believed that doing the things you really wanted to do took courage because of the obstacles you had to face, I did not once think that doing the things I wanted to do was putting myself in a risky situation. Continue reading “Into the Unknown”→
Today marks the one week point of my hundred-and-five day study abroad program,
here in the beautiful little city of Firenze. Funny, as I write this I realize just how arbitrary the word “program” has become to me. Three months ago, I was practically shouting from the rooftops about this “program” had been accepted into. Saying that every other breath I exhaled, clung to the phrase “study abroad program,” is less of a dramatization than I care to admit. But now, I cannot help but eye-roll at this past self of mine. By no means, out of embarrassment by my initial excitement; I have been immersed in this fairy tale long enough for it to be reality and believe me I am shouting louder than ever. Continue reading “More than a Program”→
Hey guys, My name’s Erica and I’m a sophomore here at UAlbany.
To be honest with you, I am not even sure anyone will ever even see this (I mean really how many people do you know would choose some basic nineteen year old girl’s blog over that lit twitter fight?) Well, for those of you who do, what’s good? Oh and before I even get into whatever spiel this ends up being, I’d like to clarify my less than scholarly descriptor words back there. More often than not, the terms “basic” and “girl” strung so closely together paint a picture of hashtags and Starbucks — or #Starbs, if you will (SO insta worthy btw). Now don’t get me wrong I’m as much a fan of social media, and anything that rivals my now increasingly irritating job (@Dunkin) as the next person. But, the Erica everyone else has come to know, and inevitably love (What can I say? I’m great!), you too will soon realize, is anything but a basic girl. You see, here, “basic” refers to my past. I grew up in your traditional white-picket-fence realm of suburbia, raised by traditional parents in a traditional family of five. But really, even as my own fingertips graze this keyboard with the intent of sincerity, I know that “traditional” is just a frilled way of saying average.
Again, please don’t get me wrong, I appreciate this upbringing. The close-knitted community blessed me with more than I could probably ever fathom. It saved my family in a time of tragedy, a story, I will save for another day. I would not change my years in that small Connecticut town I call home for anything .
It all started just over a year ago: I was a first semester freshman, performing averagely in my, mostly gen-ed classes. Apparently getting accustomed to the academic shift between high school and college did not come nearly as naturally as the social one had. Personally, I blame frat houses. I mean they’re just so clean and tame and it’s almost like heels were tailored specifically for those rickety spiral staircases! I’m sorry I literally just cannot help but laugh at that one. But I could not, solely, blame the staircases for the damage my body had, undeniably, absorbed. I went from the palest white to black and blue REAL QUICK. Continue reading “Around the World and Into Myself”→
Are you thinking about studying abroad? Take your thoughts to the next level and visit the Office of International Education on the first floor of the Science Library. There are opportunities to go abroad for one semester, a year, for spring break, for two weeks in the summer, and everything in-between. One can study, intern or join an international volunteer program for credit. Go to their office, visit their website and start planning. In the meantime, click on the picture below to follow Alison’s study abroad experience this semester in Florence, Italy. My favorite post, so far, is “The Devil Disguised in White Metal.” Alison is a UAlbany Junior and she encourages others to fly away. For now, simply check out her blog; perhaps while drinking an espresso! – Rachel Moody, UAlbany Academic Advisor