Returning Home from College for Christmas Break my Freshman Year:
a comparisson of family vs. friends
When I first got home, I was constantly aware of the fact that I was not at school. I kept thinking, ok, don't talk too much about your new friends that no one here knows, they'll just get sick of you. I probably failed at that, but I did better than I could have. My mom kept reminding my sister and I of the normal sleep patterns that people have. Ironically enough, I ate worse at home than at school. I think at school I feel the responsibility to take care of myself, whereas at home I think, eh, mom will take care of how I eat.
So I was always thinking, at school, i eat like this, or, at school, i sleep with noise, or, at school this and at school that.
also, at school i don't have a little brother to fight with all the time.
As the weeks past, I got used to being at home. I ate without thinking about a cafeteria. I slept without thinking of the obscene songs that my roomies play while I try to sleep. I got used to asking for permission to go out and use the car.
But just today, I looked at a picture on facebook of a day my friends and I dressed up like our teacher (yes, our Bib Herm prof) and I remembered other things about that day, and other things my friends liked to do and 2am Mr. Pizza. Now I'm starting to resort back into the, at school I... mentality. I'm so excited to go back! I can't wait!
