I love college. I love the freedom and responsibility that comes with this experience. Since I thought about college I have always thought of going far away from home and being independent and able to spread my wings.

When I made the three hours move to college all I thought about was the glamours picture I had painted in my head from movies in combination with visits to my campus.

I thought about all the new stuff I had bought, the ability to go to bed whenever I wanted or eat when I please(not that I couldn't before but now there's no one to stop me or question the time of my activity). College was going to be great.

After getting here I realized a twin size bed is for children, dining halls suck and sleeping is a privilege.

I have never craved my mother's poorly made spaghetti more than in my time at school. Home cooked meals were an everyday occurrence even though sometimes they lacked( sorry mom) either way, I never really appreciated them. I always wanted to go out to eat or get pizza.

Looking back I don't know what was wrong with me because I would kill for some rice made in a bag and chicken from a can but only from my parents, it just wouldn't be the same if I made it now.

No one wants to share a room, at 19 years old, being independent is a must and sometimes it feels impossible when you live with another human being 5 feet away from you.

The temperature may not always be what you like and you may have alternate cleaning patterns. Sleeping is a privilege in a dorm. When you have people on either side of your room and above you and below you, if one person is up later than you, you're going to know.

Let alone when that person lives in your room, and goes to bed later than you or gets up earlier or gets sick with bronchitis and constantly coughs throughout the night (guilty).

Being Healthy is not appreciated as much as it should. When living so close to other people you're bound to get ill.

My average right now is about once a month I get cold or flu-like symptoms with some bonus illnesses here and there for an extra surprise.

At home, where your parents clean and you live with maybe three people, sickness is usually twice a year roughly.

It is almost Russian roulette to see what week you'll have your cold this month, maybe your test heavy week or possibly your week of long drawn out assignments that you must complete while on your deathbed.

Overall, college is great (10/10 recommend) but there will be some things you miss about home that you never thought about before coming to this loud, germ-filled place with poorly cooked food.