To The Next Girl Who Calls My Freshman Dorm Room "Home,"
I already know what you're going to think the first moment you walk into the room that will become your "second home:" Wow. It really is thatsmall.You wouldn't be wrong saying that (because it is an adjustment for sure, especially sharing such a narrow space), but what you don't know yet is anything about all the amazing, remarkable, sentimental memories that are going to be created in your dorm room.
There's something incredibly special about your freshman dorm, I think. It's your first "home-away-from-home," it's your safe-haven from the rest of the world when you're miles away from the life you've grown to know so well in your comfortable little hometown. The first day you walk into it, with your family and boxes in tow, you're going to be a little overwhelmed by the blankness of it all. The walls are barren and empty. A blank canvas. A new beginning, just like college itself.
Maybe it's just me, but I've always wondered about the people that lived in my room before it was "my room." It's kind of interesting, thinking about all the lives that were lived in that one dorm room before it became yours. But now it belongs to you, at least for the year. Enjoy your time as a first year student before classes get tougher, friends leave to go abroad, and your last few years before "the real world" rolls around.
The room has its quirks, I'll admit. No, the door doesn't shut unless you slam it, yes, you will hear car horns at all hours of the night, and yes, the temperature in the room will feel like the Sahara Desert one minute and a tundra the next, but you have the most beautiful view of the Hudson River, and you are going to make so many memories while living here, so enjoy and live it up.
Best of luck!