Living on campus for almost four years has made me the punch line of many of my friends’ lively jokes. The jokes usually include something about RAs and not being able throw parties. That, or they take the sudden turn down the road of me being a cougar among the freshman in the building.
In truth, they are all just jealous.
I have lived on campus since my freshman year and have grown attached and spoiled to how convenient and simple it is to live on the same property at which I spend the majority of my days.
When I have three-hour gaps between my classes, I find myself taking pleasant naps in my comfortable bed or return home to study in the quiet square box I call my room.
I have grown accustomed to waking up every morning without stressful headaches or anxiety attacks over the parking crisis but instead to the convenience of a five-to-seven-minute walk to my classes.
Of course, being a senior living on campus, there are some things that make my blood pressure rise. Everywhere you look, there are posters and fliers promoting activities that only freshman need to attend to get them more adjusted to college. These decorations make the ambiance of the building look like a summer camp.
Rules such as that no candles, bed risers or large posters are allowed in your room make decorating the box you live in difficult. The fact that these items can get you in trouble if found in your room also makes living on campus something that, at times, makes me feel like I am being babysat.
Call me a loser, a cougar or just way too old to be living on campus, but the truth is, it’s convenient. Plus, in the middle of the day when I just need a break from the hectic college life, it’s just a 10-minute walk to climb under my down comforter — even if sometimes I feel like I am living in a permanent incubator geared toward freshman.



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