Going away to college had no appeal for me. Too many things about the idea stressed me out.
So here I am at 41 going away to college for the weekend and staying in the dorms.
And I am still stressed about the dorm part. The reason I am going is for a blog conference. BEYOND excited about that.
But those dorms…
Welcome to my random thoughts as hopefully I will find my way around, pledge some crazy blog sorority, and win some kind of homecoming crown. Oh wait…was that last one high school?
My first college was a community one that had an old campus and a new campus. I walked around with my map for months before I finally figured out where I was going all the time. Most likely, I will spend my weekend wandering around this big university’s campus before I even find the registration area.
Some say it will be too hot in the dorms. Others say bring extra blankets. So now ALL the blankets and a fan are coming.
WHAT TO WEAR? I can’t make up my mind so I packed my entire wardrobe plus my friend’s. She dresses better than me and was awesome to lend me her clothes. Chances are, she won’t get them back either.
No roommate for this girl so avoiding the whole something on the doorknob when I return to my room and don’t come in rule.
How far will I have to travel from my room to the bathroom? What if I have to pee in the middle of the night?
Like I said…random thoughts.
And speaking of bathrooms, this scene came to mind.
I am just going to go ahead right now and say I CAN’T SING. AT ALL.
Note to self: Shower shoes. Don’t forget the shower shoes.
Now the one thing that I do think is awesome about going away to school are all of those commercials showing how you can decorate your dorm with the coolest styles. Maybe a retro lava lamp, stylish comforter, bulletin board for my pictures of back home, some cool study items, and decorative pillows. I know I am only going for a weekend but this is my chance to live that dream! What do you think?
Is this how people in dorms really live?
This picky eater is getting some kind of punch card to bring to the dining hall to get my meals. Here is what I am picturing…
Maybe my hopes are up a little too high?
Going to stay at a place where no one really knows me means I can reinvent myself. No one needs to know that I am really shy at first. I can be fun, loud, and self confident! My clothes that are the same ones living in my closet for years will be new to everyone and they will think I am an awesome funky dresser. And unlike college from way back in the day, I will pay attention and not daydream in class. (Mostly because I am paying for it instead of my parents.) I can wear cool hats and no one needs to know I don’t do that in real life!
I have heard partying in the dorm is a thing. My suitcase will be packed with Doritos, chocolate and other snacks. Twizzlers, anyone? At 41, I am not ashamed to bribe people into being my friends.
So really, maybe this will all be a fun experience. Dorms may not be as stressful as I thought. Right?
And maybe just for fun, I will bring my laundry to my parents after it’s over.
Did you go away to school? What was your best memory of living in a dorm?
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