My dad had never seen the school before this weekend so I was so excited to show him around, once he saw the beautiful place he told me how much he loved it. Knowing that my dad loved where I was living my first year at college made me so happy. Although it shouldn't have mattered or made me feel a certain way if I had my dads approval, knowing that I had that made me so so happy, and almost gave me a sense of relief. The okay from my dad has always been such a big part of my life.I have always wanted to make him proud and knowing that he loves that I am here having such a great time, and doing so well makes my time here so much worth while.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Oh the Parentals
This weekend was quite the experience! It was the weekend all kids look forward to whether they admit it or not. When you leave for college it is so amazing to get the whole new experience of never having a curfew, never needing to tell your parents what you're doing or who you're with. It is a sense of freedom that you have never experienced before, you are your own boss. Everything is in your hands. In the beginning the experience is new and exciting, and it still is don't get me wrong, but there is always that part of you that wants to be taken care of. That part about being with people who care so much about you and would do anything for you makes you so much more comfortable. When my dad and stepmom were waiting for me outside of my dorm with their huge smiles on it was the best feeling ever! It was so awesome showing them a day in the life of me at college!
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I know exactly how you feel! Even though my family only lives four hours away from here I still miss all the time I spent with them. My parents love the school and support everything I do so I feel like I am still connected to them. They really enjoy coming to visit on the weekends especially this past one for Family Weekend. My little sister got to join them on this last trip and it was good to see her again. I miss getting ready in the mornings with her and just having the little conversations before the day gets started that put you in the right mood. There were times when my sister and I did not get along but now that we are separated I think we have bonded more. She also informed me this weekend that she has taken over my closet and my room. She likes to sleep in my bed because she claims it is a lot more comfortable than hers, and I am ok with that. Someone needs to enjoy that bed because I sure do miss it. The dorm beds do not even come close to comparing.
I felt the same way...It was so cool to me to be able to show my parents around to all my classes and describe to them what I do every minute out of every hour of the day. I guess I was just excited to show my parents how independent I have become. Of course, one very big difference between us is that my dad went to SMU so halfway through me showing them around turned into "Back when I was at SMU I had to walk to Dallas Hall up hill both ways in the snow" (no lie my dad actually told one of my friends that). It was still cool to see my dad just as excited as me and remembering his experiences at a school he loved and I am learning to love.
I also enjoyed family weekend because I was the one planning out our days. Essentially, I was my family's tour guide; I showed them the campus, the eateries, and the malls. We ate all of our meals together and I even let my little brother spend the night in my dorm room in order to give him the college experience. However, entertaining my family tired me out so much that I actually fell asleep during the football game.
Also, having the parentals around cramped my social life.The late dinners with the family would exhaust me, yet I would want to see my friends so I would always have to go out after dinner. As a result, the early morning breakfasts felt very rough. During parents weekend, I did not have time to take a nap, which I usually take on a daily basis. Although I enjoyed my family's company, I was happy to see them go so that I could get back to my collegiate way of life.
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