When I was in junior high and high school, going to band camp and staying in the dorms was awesome. Though the dorms were always hot, it is my “vacation” away from home for two weeks. I roomed with someone I enjoyed being “on my own” for two weeks.
I’m now 40 and have been single most of my life. Aside from having my son with me for the past 19 years, I’ve grown accustomed to having my own space. He has his bathroom and I have mine. We have our own bedrooms and share the living room and kitchen – when he’s home. Very rarely have I had to tell him to keep the noise in his room down. (Only when he’s playing his piano well after bedtime for me.) Josh spends the majority of the year away at college and though I have a roommate now, I hardly notice she’s there. She stays in her room most of the time and only on a few occasions have I talked with her when she happens to come home while I’m there. So given all this, I enjoy my mostly private life and doing things my way.
There’s a point to this.. I’m getting there. So this week, you will find me in a dorm room on the UNT campus. Right now I don’t have a roommate (thankfully) but will probably get one tomorrow. My dorm room has a semi-private bath meaning I share it with my (potential) roommate as well as the two people next door. This is very awkward. It’s one thing to shower and dress when you’re around friends (even then, I try to change out of sight) but to deal with the issues of relatively no privacy, is difficult. On top of all this, the dorm I’m in houses both the advisers and students on the same floor. This means that I get to enjoy the antics and screams of high school girls at all hours. My students haven’t been a problem. They actually came to me complaining about the others.
I don’t know if I’ll do this next year. I guess I’ll wait and see how the camp goes. If we get a lot out of it and want to come back, I may have to splurge and go with hotel rooms for next year. I don’t know if it’s my age or something else, but I really wish I was at the Holiday Inn right now.
3 comments:
Oh DEar! This is something I can understand totally! From some point in one's life onwards one needs not only more privacy - that's always needed, in younger years too - but one needs just a bit of silence.
As young student (from 19 to 22) I was living in a student's house, dormitory for some semesters: It was fun and joy for the most time but I had to move in an appartement simply because my studium suffered: Only then I realized how important the private space is - and today (I'm a little older than you) I can not miss that anymore. And silence!
I really hope you won't have to suffer there long and that things will sort out: Remember that the days are counted!
It's late Thursday now - at least in Franconia - so your stay in the dorm will come to an end in the next maybe 20 hours or so - hey, the end is in sight! You will see the privacy and quietness of your own house in short time. This expectation shall make it all a little easier I hope!
In the end ts all hope and promises.
You are far braver than I am. NO way would I spend time in a dorm again. Way too much noise and drama. Hope you have an awesome time tho!
My word was 'unperish' LOL
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