A Farewell To My Freshman Dorm

A Farewell To My Freshman Dorm

410 forever.


I moved into this room in June. For the past eleven months, this has been my home away from home. A week from today, I will be saying goodbye.

I will be completely honest I was not thrilled about having to live in this tiny shoebox-sized dorm. I was used to having my own room, my own closet, and my own bathroom. Now I was having to share my room with one other person and share my bathroom with three other girls. My closet barely had enough space to fit my clothes. I had to leave a lot of my clothes in my car because there was no room in my tiny closet. I was also used to my huge and cozy bed. I was now having to sleep in a twin size bed with a horrible mattress. I remember thinking to myself on move-in day, "This is going to be hell living here. I can't wait to move out". Way to be positive about things right?

It is so hard to believe that I am actually feeling a little sad about having to move out of the dorm. This was the first place I lived without my parents, This is the place where I began my Freshman year of college. It is also the place where Freshman year is ending. Moving out means I will literally be closing the door on this chapter in my life.

When it comes to the roommate selection, I definitely hit the jackpot with mine. I can remember how nervous I was to be living with someone I did not know. I was for sure it was going to be so awkward. It did not take long for us to get out of that "awkward getting to know someone" phase. Me and my roommate have grown so close in the past eleven months. She is someone who I can go to for anything. There have been countless amounts of nights where we have stayed up all night talking about anything and everything. We have made so many memories in this room. If these walls could talk, I am a little scared of what they would say. I am so happy to say I found my best friend in my roommate. We even joined the same sorority, and we will be living in the sorority house together next year.

Even though I so dreaded living in the dorm, I loved every second of it. Well, I loved almost every second of it. Sure I was not fond of the bed, room size, or the community bath, but I have found that there has been way more good than bad in living in the dorm. I have so many memories and stories that come from living in the dorm, I feel like I could write a book. These fun stories will be what I look back on when I reminisce on my first year of college. These are the memories that will put a smile on my face and make me laugh.

So long Oglethorpe House 410. Thanks for the memories that will last a lifetime.

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I'm Not The Person I Was In High School And I'm Not Sorry I Changed

I'm sorry, the old me can't come to the phone right now.


If those who knew me in high school hung out with me now, they probably wouldn't recognize me. If my friends from college hung out with me around two years ago, they probably wouldn't recognize me. It's safe to say I've changed... a lot. I definitely find the change to be for the better and I couldn't be happier with the person I've become.

In high school, I would sit at home every night anxiously waiting to leave and go out. Now, honestly, going out is the last thing I want to do any night of the week. While everyone in college is at a fraternity party or at the bars, I prefer to sit at home on the couch, watching Netflix with my boyfriend. That's an ideal night for me and it is exactly the opposite of what I wanted to do a couple of years ago. There's nothing wrong with going out and partying, it's just not what I want to do anymore.

I craved attention in high school. I went to the parties and outings so I could be in Snapchats and photos, just so people would know I was there. I hung out with certain groups of people just so I could say I was "friends" with so-and-so who was so very popular. I wanted to be known and I wanted to be cool.

Now, I couldn't care less. I go to the bars or the parties if I really feel like it or if my friends make me feel bad enough for never going anywhere that I finally decide to show up. It's just not my scene anymore and I no longer worry about missing out.

If you could look back at me during my junior year of high school, you probably would've found me searching for the best-ranked party schools and colleges with the best nearby clubs or bars. Now, you can find me eating snacks on the couch on a Friday night watching the parties through other peoples' Snapchats.

Some may say that I'm boring now, and while I agree that my life is a little less adventurous now than it was in high school, I don't regret the lifestyle changes I've made. I feel happier, I feel like a better person, I feel much more complete. I'm not sorry that I've changed since high school and I'm not sorry that I'm not living the typical "college lifestyle." I don't see anything wrong with that life, it's just not what makes me happy and it's not what I want to do anymore.

I've become a different person since high school and I couldn't be happier about it. I have a lot that's contributed to the change, but my boyfriend definitely was the main factor as he showed me that staying in can be a million times better than a night out. My interests and my social cravings have completely transitioned into that of an 80-year-old grandma, but I don't regret it.

Change doesn't have to be a bad thing. In fact, it can bring a lot more happiness and comfort. The transition from high school to college is drastic, but you can also use it as an opportunity to transition from one lifestyle to another. I don't regret the lifestyle flip I made and I couldn't be less apologetic about it.

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College Made Me Feel Like I Can't Have Free Time

Every second that I do have free, I feel like I need to be working on some type of homework.


There's no doubt that college is taxing on most student's mental health. You get to the point where you feel stressed about even breathing. I have hit the point where I feel like I'm permanently affected by the stress that I've dealt with this semester.

I used to have so much free time. Even in my other semesters, I had time to hang out with my friends, work, and even be lazy when I wanted to be.

I was still a good student, I got all my assignments done on time and I worked hard on them, but I never really had an overwhelming workload.

That is, until this semester. I got to a point where work was overwhelming, I was working longer hours than I was used to, and having to spend every second that I wasn't in class or at work doing homework, whether it was just lengthy math problems or writing multiple essays or scripts.

After months of being in this habit, when my workload from both work and school died down and I actually had free time, I didn't know what to do with myself.

When my friends were busy and I just wanted a relaxing day at home, since I felt like I deserved it, I would try to just lay down and rest, either reading a good book or catching up on all the shows that my stress had caused me to miss.

But there was always a voice in the back of my head reminding me of every upcoming assignment. I would start thinking about the essay due the next week, or a test that I could be studying for ahead of time.

That voice kept telling me I was being unproductive and wasting my time if I wasn't getting ahead on school work when I finally had the time.

And so I'm still in a position, at the end of the semester, where I feel like I'm wasting my time every time I lay down and just want to take a nap because I'm exhausted from running between work and school. I'm trying to fight myself and tell myself that I am allowed to be lazy for at least a little bit, and I don't need to be constantly working.

Hopefully, that voice wins over, especially with summer coming up. With all of the free time, I'll have since I won't have to stress about school, hopefully, I'll be able to better balance my busy days with my lazy days.

I know this is probably an issue for many college students who are overwhelmed with everything that they have to do. Hopefully, summer break is a nice break for all of us and it gives us the chance to get the free time that we all deserve for surviving this semester, and the school year overall.

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