A house is not a home when there’s no one there
Photos, Thoughts | June 14, 2010
Since arriving home, I’ve: eaten, slept, and thought about how all I’ve done is eat and sleep. Not that that’s an entirely unhealthy or undesirable lifestyle, except that it is?
I miss my dorm room. I miss my desk area and the wall where I posted a hundred different motivational quotes and notes to self that went something like “GO TO SLEEP BEFORE 12AM. DO NOT BUY ANY MORE CHEESECAKE OR CHEX MIX. GO TO THE GYM.” I miss my bed and jumping and pulling myself onto it every night because it was lofted at shoulder height (by guy friends, of course — what else are they for?!). I miss the flowers I’d put in a thermos cup because I didn’t like that thermos and didn’t have a vase. I miss my roomie’s mess and how sometimes she’d throw her clothes all over the floor so that walking through the room felt like an obstacle course.
I miss the lyrics and quotes and messages our floormies would write on our door. I miss my tiny closet into which only about 1/10 of my clothes would fit. I miss the messy hallways and the “study” parties held there. I miss the uber-fast wifi (we only have non-wireless DSL at home, but I am currently stealing what is probably my neighbor’s wireless, teehee).
Unpacking and settling back home is so overwhelming. I want to clean, but I don’t even know where to start because our house contains far too much random shit that I would just chuck into the garbage if only my pack-rat mom would let me. I never missed her constant nagging and criticizing and belittling and asianifying.
I must admit that it’s annoying seeing a thousand facebook statuses about missing college (not nearly as annoying as ones that say “I could really use a wish right now, wish right now,” though — arrrrhghghh), but I agree with every single one of them.
I completely, totally, wholeheartedly 110% understand what you mean, because I feel the same way too. Home is nice and all, but… college is nicer. And once you’ve experienced it, it’s that much harder to enjoy home the way you once did, pre-college. *sigh*
Man…. my sister just graduated from college, too, and she’s missing college, too. Our mom is annoying sometimes with the job-search nagging, and she says that her lifestyle is different from our mom’s now, so… I guess we change and find our own ways of living when we go to college.
I’m only in high school, so I kind of take on my mom’s mould. Ah well, I guess I’ll know when I experience it.
Wei-Wei
This entry makes me wish I was living in residence for university next year, instead of staying home. But I actually like being with my family, and I’m not in a hurry to move out!
Ugh, those “can we pretend that airplanes…” statuses on Facebook are SO ANNOYING.
I never did the dorm thing for college, but I completely see where you’re coming from. If I had to move in with my parents after being gone from their house so long, I’d go crazy. Even now, when visiting for an afternoon, I just want to clean, reorganize and throw things away. I didn’t start getting along with my mom until I had moved out, so I imagine it would go back to how it was, and I don’t want that. Once you’re on your own you find what fits for you, and that’s how it should be. That doesn’t make the transition any easier though when you have to revert back to the “old ways” though.
“Asianifying”, that’s a good word to sum everything up. I’m living in res next year and I’m kind of scared to move away from my family, since I’ll be 2 hours away from them. As much as they “asianify” everything, I’ll still miss my parents a lot, although I don’t know if I’ll have that same sentiment in four years…
Great song, and great cover by Glee 
I love the title by the way