It is pretty obvious that college is a time for change. We change our attitudes, our perspectives, and often times our goals and aspirations. With all of the big important things that are rearranged — sometimes unexpectedly — there also come the small tasks that transition us into adulthood. This may be spending our free time binge-watching Netflix shows rather than going to the mall, or this may be dressing for comfort instead of style, but these small changes often help us slowly grow into adults.
Grocery shopping/roaming the isles of Target become quite entertaining:
Oh the places Pinterest recipes will take you. I don't know about you, but I love trying to concoct popular recipes that I see on Facebook or on my Pinterest page from years ago. I also love being in charge of my own groceries. What am I having for dinner tonight? A ham n' cheese hot pocket with a side of cookie dough because I can. Oh, and who else maps out their dream home by walking through the home section of Target? I might as well just live there.
Movie nights and take out become much more enjoyable than partying:
There comes a point in college when you would rather be with good friends enjoying each others company than in a stuffy crowded house with people you barely know. Sometimes after a long week of tests, presentations and work, sitting on the coach and doing nothing sounds much better than walking a block to a random house to awkwardly mingle and dance with people you've exchanged two words with.
You start dressing for comfort, rather than style:
Yes, jeans and booties are cute sometimes, but we all know that leggings and oversized t-shirts are really where it's at. If you are still out to impress people all the time, college has not yet taught you that the smartest person in the classroom is the one in the Snuggie.
Your parents become your go-to guide:
How do you hard-boil eggs? Will that one shirt shrink if I put it in the dryer? The questions are endless. You are no longer naive enough to think that you know everything. College makes you realize how little you actually know about adulting. Your parents become your Google.
The friend "group" you had is narrowed down to a select few people who understand your weirdness:
When it comes down to it, at the end of the day you just want to be with people that understand you. No drama. No bull. Just basking in your mutual goofiness and loving every second of it.
