College and high school
A Changing Lifestyle
Last August, as a high school senior, I made a big transition in my life. Not only did I pack up my things and move to another city, I moved with the intention of acquiring higher education. I made the next step in my life by beginning college. High school life as I knew it was over, and my life would be new and different upon my arrival at school. My room, schedule, motivation, school life, money availability and parental influence has changed greatly.
A major transition to make was that of adjusting to living in a dorm with a roommate. In high school, my room was decorated and filled with things from my life. The furniture arrangement and room size left plenty of extra room. I had a queen-sized bed as well as a large vanity with a full mirror. The other furniture in my room held trinkets and picture frames. My room had plush carpet and two big windows with curtains. It was not necessary to lock my bedroom door as I left. To be alone, all I had to do was retreat to my bedroom and turn up my favorite song. College rooms differ greatly from this description. One half of my dorm is full of things to which I cannot relate. Furniture lines the walls of the room and the small rectangle of space in the middle provides room for walking. My bed is twin-sized and is almost six feet in the air. The remainder of my furniture is tucked beneath my bed and holds many books and a few framed pictures of friends. The carpet is thin and puckered in certain spots. Leaving the door unlocked is not safe because of amount of people who bypass it daily. My window is thin and tall, commonly referred to as suicide-proof because it is not big enough for a person to fit through. The curtain rod holding the small fabric cut to be our curtain falls almost daily. I seldom enter the room when my roommate is not there. When Im tired, she usually is watching television or is talking loudly on the phone. When Im in the mood for television or listening to music, she is often asleep.
My schedule allows me to sleep more than I did in high school; however it tends to be at random hours of the day. In high school I had a set schedule. School began at the same time every day and I had the same activities after school. Then I came home, ate dinner, worked on some homework, and went to bed. Staying out late only occurred on weekends when I could sleep late the next day. I had to be at my house by midnight, so my bedtime was not altered greatly. Currently my classes begin at two different times of the day and end in the same way. Twice a week I have my entire afternoon free for sleeping and the other two days I spend my entire afternoon in classes. I am not as interested in extra-curricular activities, so I spend that time watching movies, exercising, or catching up on homework. I can stay out as late as I please and usually catch up on lost sleep during the next day.
Parental supervision is a huge part of high school. Curfews, chores, and family time seemed to be the worst of it. I always had to ask permission to leave the house and I would have to call home from my destination to assure my safe arrival. Not doing the dishes or neglecting to clean my room would take away my privilege to go out. Arguing happens almost daily because by the time you have lived with someone for eighteen years, their every move can spark an outburst. At school curfews only exist for the opposite sexs time in your room. Chores happen when things get too gross to handle, and family time at school does not exist. When I leave to go out, I dont have to have anyones permission or approval. I can come and go as I please. Resident Assistants are the only source of authority and they