I had this nightmare yesterday where I returned back to my dorm at University, and all my stuff was gone, my walls were stripped bare of my posters, and everything that I owned was nowhere to be seen.
I'm no dream interpreter, but I think I know what this means.
1. I'm not ready to move out/ I can't believe first year is over!
2. I think I've attached myself to my dorm room.
Next year, I'm not living on residence anymore, I'll be at home, which means I'll have a curfew again. It means I can't go to class, then come home and take a nap, and go to the next class. It means I can't wake up, roll out of bed, and head to class. It means I can't have late night jam sessions with friends, or harbour a certain someone in my room on weekends. I should probably say bye to msn chats until 4am as well.
Basically, living at home means a loss of independence. Boo :(
But on the brightside, I'm also getting my licence this summer, so I'll be able to go places that I've never been before because the TTC doesn't go that far. I'll still miss living by myself though.
Which is why in honour of my moving out on May 2nd, I'm going to spend the next 2 weeks at residence, abusing my last rites of passages as a freshman on campus. You better watch out, UTSC!
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