For those of you that have lived through it, congrats; you survived the freshman dorms. As for those who have not yet, you're lucky, because no matter how many times I saw puke on the ground, I would give anything to do it all over again. Here's why:
No sh*ts were given.
I mean, very little are given now as well, but with new-found freedom (from your parents and probably your high school boyfriend) freshman year was reckless. No longer having to answer to anyone, you could, and did, do anything you wanted. Thank you college.
The dining hall.
Hangovers are always easier to manage when you’re with your best friends and eating the grease they bless you with in the dining halls. All I had to do was roll out of bed at 3 pm, grab my roommate and a few girls down the hall, and waddle downstairs.
Music played in the bathroom 24/7.
Despite the fact that no one knew how to flush a toilet, the absolute best part of sharing a bathroom with 50 other girls was that there was a radio playing all day, every day. I am still sick of the song "Wrecking Ball," but thankfully, that’s the only noise I remember.
Hiding alcohol from your RA.
This actually kind of sucked. But it was always a good laugh when you somehow got away with it, even when you had to sit on the half-gal to hide it.
Traveling in packs.
Let's be real when, you went out on a weekend, you went out with your entire floor. There was no need to actually know anyone at first because you just followed the herd. At least no one got lost, right? Wrong.
Signing your drunk friends in.
I once had to sign one of my friends in as my guest at 4 A.M. because she forgot her name. Hated it at the time, but miss it now.
Living with your best friends.
After freshman year, it’s never the same; different schedules, living on opposite sides of campus, or because one of you got a boyfriend. The dorm allowed me to live with some of the greatest girls I’ve ever met, and they made it feel like home. Whether we were laughing, crying, or taking shots before we went out, there was never a dull moment, and I wouldn’t trade what I had for anything.
