Pictures with my roommate at Made in America.
Before I write anything college related, I'd like to give a quick Happy Birthday shout out to my dad. This year I was not home to celebrate it with my family, but I was there in spirit.
My first week of being a college student has officially come to a close, and my second one will begin tomorrow at 2pm (the time of my only class on Tuesdays and Thursdays). I am writing this post from my bed at home. Yes you read it right, only one week down and I am already at home. In the beginning of the week my mouth started to ache. Slowly, the pain grew stronger and spread to other areas of my mouth. My parents and I are 95% sure my wisdom teeth are growing in. Tomorrow at 8am I have a dentist appointment, to confirm our suspicions.
Under normal circumstances I wouldn't think much of getting my wisdom teeth out. I've seen at least a dozen friends go through the procedure. For me its different. I am a college student now. Missing a day of college classes will hurt me more than missing a day of high school classes ever would. Not to mention that in a couple of my classes, too many absences result in a lower grade. Even though it would be for a credible reason, it upsets me knowing that I may have to miss class because of my wisdom teeth surgery.
I've only been dealing with the pain of my wisdom teeth growing in for a week and it is already becoming unbearable. While hanging out in my dorm room and the floor commons, I would hold an ice pack to my face. I would also take an ice cold water bottle to class and hold that to my face in hopes that it would look a little less ridiculous than an ice pack.
Aside from the mouth situation, my first week went well. (I hope I'm not jinxing anything!!) My roommate and I grew close to some of the guys on our floor. We even have a name for ourselves: s-s-s-s-squad (said with a stutter). During the day and at night, after finishing classes and homework, the squad gathers in the common area on our floor and we hangout. Other people from the floor come and go too. I look forward to these daily hangouts. Unlike a weeknight at home, there is always something to do after finishing homework and studying.
On Wednesday night, guys on my floor had an extra ticket to the Phillies vs. Nationals baseball game. How could I deny a free ticket? We drove into the city for the game. Though we only made it until the beginning of the fifth inning before getting bored and going back to SJU, it was still nice getting off campus. It made me realize one of the reasons why SJU is so amazing: the city is so accessible.
Labor Day weekend was the weekend of the Budweiser Made in America (MIA) music festival. My friend and I got tickets this past May. While at school we met plenty of other SJU students with tickets to MIA, my roommate and members of the s-s-s-s-squad included. The squad took the train from SJU to Suburban Station and walked the rest of the way to Benjamin Franklin Parkway where the festival is held. We saw OCD, Chromeo, City and Colour, The Nationals, J Cole, Steve Aoki, and Kanye West. It was so much fun, but we were definitely ill prepared. We didn't eat much before the concert and each of us ended up spending approximately $20 on subpar food that day.
Instead of going to day two of the festival, I came home. It was nice being reunited with my parents, my dog Duke, my bed, my shower, and home cooked meals. My bed felt like a cloud, and not having to wear flip flops in the shower felt just as heavenly (I wish I was kidding about that). One thing I did not expect though was missing my dorm room and the college life. It felt weird not having my roommate sleep five feet away. It felt weird not being in my nicely decorated cement block. In fact, I even texted my roommate saying that I am "coming home" at 1 on Tuesday. Coming home. Home as in Saint Joseph's University.
Will it ever replace my home where my parents (and clean shower) are? Most certainly not. I suppose it is my second home now. After all, at Orientation the upperclassmen Orientation leaders created us with "Welcome Home". Perhaps they are right.