I kept waiting for the inspirational moment in which I would have a great realization about college life and my newfound independence. At that opportune moment, I would whip out my Macbook and blog about it while sounding educated and well-rounded as I sip coffee in a hip cafe. I’m almost a month in and I have had many small realizations, most of which are not blog worthy. But for $339/credit hour this is what I have come to realize:
People think you are much cooler than you are when you have a guitar in your room.
Roommates will steal your food. The next morning, you will steal their headphones.
You don’t have to wear sequence and leggings. Most nights, youprobably shouldn’t.
On Friday mornings you have to yell louder than the alarm to make sure she gets up for her 8 o’clock test.
It’s never “nothing” when she stays the night in his dorm five out of seven days of the week.
We have half the same genetic makeup as a banana.
Being a football player is not a personality trait.
Suddenly, you are remorseful of the years your sister spent telling you to keep your things on your side of the room. Karma is a bitch.
Studying is essential. Making sure you study the correct chapter is even more important.
Boys know how to make you feel special to them. The trick is remembering that you are too special for them.
Staying up until two and waking a few hours later is suddenly acceptable.
Smoke breaks are a good time for socializing… and telling your roommate that your dad died from cancer.
Eye contact makes you new friends; so does remembering their name.
Your mother’s voice makes everything ok.
