After your freshman year of college is over, you move out of your dorm and either go home for the summer or move into your brand new apartment you have for the upcoming year. My personal experience was I went home for the summer and moved into my apartment in August for my sophomore year of college. My sophomore year is finally over, and my time of living on my own is coming to a close end. It was a fun time being on my own, but it was also a little bit rough. Here are 5 things I learned while living on my own that are somewhat scary.
Cooking for myself
Before coming to college, my grandma would always make the best dinners for my family and I. Unless I wanted to eat cereal and ramen everyday, I had to learn how to make some things for myself. After multiple attempts and almost setting the apartment on fire, I finally learned how to cook some pretty decent meals.
Getting myself out of bed
This one has always been extremely tough for me. At home if I slept passed my alarm, I'd always have my grandma come in and wake me up and make sure I got out of bed. Now if I sleep past my alarm, I won't get up until the very last second and make myself late to everything. I'm still working on this one, but I'm making progress.
Fixing household appliances
I never had to worry about this at home because it wasn't technically my problem. Now if someone stops working or breaks, I have to figure out for myself or call maintenance and pay a fee. I miss the times when everything would magically fix and I could just go on about my day, but I guess this is adulting.
Remembering to turn off all electronics
Unless I want to pay a super high electric bill, I have to remember to turn off all the lights and electronics every time I leave. I'm a forgetful person, so this task is hard to remember most of the time.
Being alone from time to time
This was the scariest thing I had to learn about being on my own. Even though I have roommates, they aren't always here at the same times I am. Sometimes I even have to sleep in my apartment completely alone and that's even more terrifying. I've realized it's nice being alone sometimes and having my personal space. I guess that's just another way of adulting.
Being away from home has always been rough on me considering the fact I love spending time with my family, but I'm lucky to have the chance to learn how to live on my own while I'm young so I can be prepared for the future. It's scary being alone, but everyone has to do it at some point in their lives. After awhile, it's really not that bad.
