Stages Of Leaving College For The Summer

At last, the semester has come to an end. HALLELUJAH! I don’t know about anyone else but I was ready to move my crap out of my dorm room and leave that place for four months. I sent a bunch of my stuff home with my dad days before I was actually done so I actually had enough space to happy dance around my room.

1. Overly excited

You cannot contain yourself because there are literally three days left into the semester and all you want to do it throw papers around and sing WHAT TIME IS IT? SUMMER TIME!


High School Musical – Disney Original

2. Packing up all your shit

Let’s be honest, you don’t care where you put your stuff as long as it makes it back home. Am I right or am I right? My bags were practically buckling at the seams.


Mike and Molly – Warner Bros.

3. Cleaning your shit show of a room

THIS PLACE IS A SHIT HOLE! The time has come to clean your biohazard of a room.


Mrs. Doubtfire – 20th Century Fox

4. Saying your goodbyes for the summer

The only downside to college, most of your friends live hours away, and now you have to say goodbye to them because you are all broke and can’t afford the gas, plane tickets, or train tickets to visit each other.


Friends – Warner Bros.


5. I hate you all, GOODBYE BITCHES!

Realizing you don’t have to see anyone you dislike for months.


The Real Housewives of Atlanta – Bravo TV

6. Actually leaving college

The greatest feeling at the end of the semester is driving off the university knowing you have no academic responsibilities for months. Try not to leave burnout lines on the road when you’re driving away. We know you want to leave.


7. Unpack the past eight months of your life

Now you’re home and only have memories of the past eight months of school packed in boxes. No friends to hang out with 24/7 and actual rules to follow.


I dont watch enough television or Netflix to even remotely know what this is from. Dont judge me.



Welcome to Colonial Country

Hello everyone!

I understand that I have not been very active since July but it turns out I have been very extremely busy. So busy to the point that I thought I was going insane! As many of you know I am a sophomore at Robert Morris University studying Communications with a concentration in Advertising and a minor in Public Relations.


Truth be told, I still don’t know what I want to do for the rest of my life. There are so many options out there and I want to experience everything life has to offer. Okay maybe everything except skydiving and swimming with sharks.

Anyways, back to the topic of college. I have had anything but an easy semester. Every semester is a different story and every semester I watch my GPA drop…and drop…and drop some more. No I wasn’t partying and no I wasn’t skipping classes. I have never purposely skipped a class before and don’t plan to start skipping either. My grades have dropped form the occurrence of certain events outside of classes.

Let’s start with my freshman year at RMU. I was only 18 years old and I was moving to a new place and living with someone for the first time. I knew getting adjusted to living with a roommate was going to be difficult; hell yeah it was difficult. I was in a room that was less than half the size of my room at home and the bed was harder than a slab of concrete. Not to mention my bed was about the height of my chest; therefore I had to run and jump onto my bed. I’ve included a photo of my dorm room. I only took one photo the entire time I lived there because I was literally never in my room. I had a small closet behind where I was standing that had all of my clothes and other useless stuff that I probably didn’t need in it. I also had two curtains that hid my closet and the curtains were hung up by an expandable curtain rod.


Monroe Dormitory

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