Everyone I know talks about how their roommates became their best friend during freshman year of college. But, a month into first semester, and one crazy roommate later, I went through the exact opposite situation and found myself living in a single.
So I present to you: 10 reasons why living the single life your freshman year of college is OK.
1. Yes, it will be lonely at first.
And yes, it is going to suck for awhile. But soon enough you will be extremely grateful to have a room all to yourself, where you can unwind, especially during finals week.
2. Living alone means you can have who ever you want in your room, whenever you want.
But with that, you will quickly realize you will become the designated pre-game room and every Saturday morning you will wake up to destruction equivalent of a hurricane passing through.
3. There’s absolutely no one who can judge you when you stumble into the room at 4 a.m., and then proceed to eat everything in sight.
#Freshman15.
4. Worried about your roommate barging in and interrupting your precious nap time?
Not anymore, the single life = the snoozing life.
5. Pants? What are those? For that matter, what even are clothes?
Those also don’t exist and it is great.
6. When all of your friends come complaining to you at some point about being sexiled (because yes, this will happen), you can sit back and relax, because that will never be an issue.
7. You will become closer to the people on your floor than you ever thought possible, and yes you will cry when you leave them.
8. The amounts of things you can bring from home now that otherwise would not have fit are endless.
But beware, when it comes time to move out you might realize you are not prepared to pack away the mountain of stuff you have compiled.
9. Worried about sharing food with someone you don’t know?
Don’t want to go grab a pop-tart to find there are none left? Nonsense! In a single, you are the only one to blame when food goes missing…(refer to #3).
10. And finally, all of that alone time will lead you to learning more about yourself than you ever thought possible.
And I promise you it will be for the best.
So no, I’m not saying living with a roommate is bad, because I can’t wait to take on sophomore year with my best friend. But there is something about being able to live exactly by your own rules that made my freshman year amazing. R.I.P Weldin 426, you will be missed dearly.
