Ok, actually, this is my second day of college (or as the English call it, university). But small details like that aren't important. What is important is that I have finally moved out of my house and into my residence hall. In a few days, I actually start taking classes. Now, however, I have a few days of orientation before the hole campus arrives to take over.
If you have graduated college, you probably remember orientation. It's those few days when you can totally tell who is a freshmen nube and who is a sophisticated upperclassman. However, if you do have issues that prevent you from spotting a freshman nube (like partial blindness or a disorder that prevents you from picking up on social cues), here is a sophisticated guide to aid you in spotting them:
How to spot a freshmen nube:
If you do see a lonely looking freshmen nube (like me), please come up to us and say hi. We like meeting new people, even if some of us are intense introverts.
- The person will appear to be generally lost and confused.
- The person will crash right into you since all their attention is focused on the map they are holding.
- Said person will then ask you for help deciphering the map they are holding.
- While in the lunchroom, the person will have a pityful appearance and slowly wander around looking for someone they recognize to sit with.
- They will actually attempt to dress nice for class.
THE DORM ROOM/ROOMMATE:
Look at those big scary words right there. Aren't they terrifying?
However, as I have discovered, leaving the bed you spent most of your life sleeping in is not the most horrifying thing in the world.
For one thing, you get to design a whole new (half) of a room! It's the perfect excuse to buy all those items you wanted for your room. Ever wanted a brand new bed set, or that ridiculous lamp that shines all different coors? How about a disco ball, or a lava lamp?
Well now you can do that and more!
As for getting your first roommate, well, the jury's out on that one. Luckily, I got an awesome roommate who has a great sense of style and is really nice and funny. However, I have heard some horror stories about roommates that seem to verge onto made up territory. Some are just insane.
For example, a colleague of my mother's told me about how when she went to college, she ended up with two roommates in a double room. One of her roommates was perfectly nice. However, the other was the child of Satan.
The COS took some duck tape and split the room in half. She then told the other two:
"This is my side, and that is your side. Got it?"
My mother's colleague and the other girl were to terrified to stand up to her because, as it turns out, she was the daughter of an Italian Mob Boss who was currently fleeing the country. So before you start calling any future roommate horrible, make that of what you will.