Forgetting your sheets and sleeping in a hoodie.
FORGETTING YOUR SHEETS AND SLEEPING IN A HOODIE.
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Remember that first night? The air thick with new beginnings, a nervous excitement humming through the hallways. You hauled boxes, navigated a maze of unfamiliar faces, and probably ran into a dozen "Hi, I'm [Name], what's my major?" conversations. Then, as the adrenaline faded and the dorm room finally felt like yours – or at least, like a temporary storage unit – you hit the wall. Exhaustion. Pure, unadulterated, "I could sleep standing up" exhaustion.
And then it dawned on you. The box with the sheets? The carefully folded duvet cover? Nowhere to be found. Panic, a quick phone call home to an unanswering parent, and then the inevitable: resourcefulness kicks in. That oversized university hoodie, perhaps a forgotten towel, became your makeshift bedding. A lumpy, slightly scratchy, but surprisingly comforting cocoon against a bare mattress.
It wasn't glamorous. It wasn't the picture-perfect start you imagined. But it was real. It was that raw, unpolished moment that defined the initial immersion into collegiate life. It was a shared initiation, a silent nod of understanding among countless others who, in their own chaotic ways, learned to adapt on day one. A reminder that even amidst towering intellect and grand ambitions, we all started somewhere basic, sometimes even a little silly. Those early blunders, those forgotten essentials, they weren't just mishaps; they were the first lines of our collective dorm life chronicles. They were us, learning, adapting, and finding our footing.
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