The infamous college dorms: where the unknown and unfamiliar lie. You never know what to expect until you’re there. I picked up a couple of tips along the way and I’ve decided to share the three things that I was most worried about as I rode the elevator to the fourth floor of Drummond Hall at Oklahoma State University.
Making Friends That Will Last A Lifetime
(Or at least until you discover she stores her dorm key in her hair. Yeah, that really happened.)
Lose your cool pants. This is college, where no one cares where you came from or that you were the homecoming queen. Get over it and go make some friends. An absurd amount of people told me that living in a community style dorm is the way to go, as if people will suddenly flock to you because you live in 4A. This is a lie. Trust me, I went in with this expectation and you will only get out what you put in. If you want to make some friends on your hall, just be who you are and introduce yourself. I met one of my closest friends, Alexa, at the first hall meeting. Use this meeting as an opportunity to find out if you need to file a restraining order against your neighbors.
As ugly and uncomfortable as the shower shoes are, they are 100 percent necessary. Here’s why:
My friend Ashley knew a girl who dropped her razor on the shower floor while shaving her legs and picked it right back up again and kept shaving. A little while later, she was told by her doctor that she had staff on her legs and down there, if you catch my drift. Do you want a staff infection? I don’t think so. Wear those shoes with pride.
Now, do not let me scare you from using the bathroom. It’s necessary and everyone uses it because if you don’t you automatically become labeled as the person who’s too good for community bathrooms. You don’t want that reputation. And hey, one and a half years later I’m still alive so you have a good fighting chance.
There are two paths you can take when picking a roommate. The first one is rooming with a friend from high school. From my experience it can either work out really well and strengthen a friendship or end with someone crying and a chunk of hair missing from their head. The route I choose was to go potluck and have a roommate randomly assigned. Her name was Chelsee and we surprisingly did not have the disaster relationship that you hear about on TV. However, Chelsee stayed up very late watching television or talking on the phone which kept me awake in our tiny 10 foot by 12 foot room. I recommend sitting down with your roommate the first week of school and making a list of ground rules so neither of you are upset by the other’s habits.