I’ve been reminiscing on my college days a lot lately with Spring Sing last month, all the graduations lately, watching the frisbee tournament this weekend, and catching up with my brother who just finished his junior year. The longer I am out of college, the more it becomes obvious that part of my life is over for good. It was a great time, but all good things must come to an end. So I thought I’d share five sure signs that I’m not in college anymore…
ONE // My apartment is a mess a lot of the time because I don’t have health and safety inspection every couple of weeks.
TWO // At 5:00 PM I can (usually) put away my work and not think about it again until 8:00 AM the next day. AKA, I have no more “homework” and I don’t have to study for exams on my own time.
THREE // I can’t just walk down the hall, knock on a dorm room door any time I wanna hang out with my friends. Now-a-days we have to actually make plans to do things.
FOUR // My bedtime has moved up about three hours.
FIVE // I find myself not wanting to wear my ChiO’s stuff anymore. I don’t want people to think I’m still in college. I never thought I would feel this way. I was always so proud of my club. Not that I’m not proud, it’s just not me anymore.
