And thus comes to an end my 3 years of dorm life. Pennsylvania Avenue Residences, you will be missed. Kind of. I hate the beds, and I loathe the furniture. And calling the location “inconvenient” is like calling pokemon “entertaining.”
I have a lot of stuff
But lots of good memories here. So many good memories. So much fun. Especially freshman year here on Saunders 4. That was the best.
Too bad that’s all I’m going to give it. Last year was meh and honestly, this year was not great. Let me clarify: academically it was great because I learned so much. Socially it was pretty good because I made some good new friends.
Comfort-wise, it sucked so hard. I’m waiting for my laundry so finna rant. Probably going to make this post private later after reading it and realizing that it’s embarrassingly private. I’ve been known to do that.
Why this year was only aiite
I guess I met a lot of cool people this year, but I feel like I haven’t built any really good friendships with people I haven’t already known. I think I grew to be a lot closer to them main bros (KP, Onur, Joel) thanks to CS struglife, but I seriously underestimated that upperclassman/underclassman gap. I found myself upon many occasions hanging out with gangs of all freshmen thanks to being in PAR, and it was weirdly uncomfortable. (The other weird thing is that half the time it was all girls, because my roommate is pretty much the strangest kind of geek-fab pimp I’ve ever known. I don’t comprehend it. I’m not going to try.) Oh, well I also got to spend a good amount of time with Kev Hsu during the second half of this semester thanks to my hobo ways. (I’m kind of really excited to be neighbors with him next semester. 16 years and I still can’t get rid of this guy
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But anyway, I don’t think I ever really felt like myself in the dorms. I was a little pressured into staying in PAR by Intervarsity, but after the first few months (which went very well) I found myself unable to really relate to all the freshmen surrounding me or to be bothered going about things I’ve already done or had no interest in. Odd disconnect. Doesn’t help that there are only 2 people in my year for IV: one who studied abroad / was pretty much always busy anyway, and my roommate but D&D and videogames pretty much sum up his existence. And at some point I got really really sick of that.
Mostly I grew sick of not being able to work to my potential. I tried getting into a videogame just to bond with my roommate this year, and it kinda sucked and hurt my first semester grades. So I quit it. Story of what IV consistently seems to have done to me…uhgh. Also, I spent on average an hour a day walking to and from classes, which is unacceptable when I need that amount of sleep, or that amount of time to go to the gym for real exercise, or any semblance of life balance. I was forced onto a meal plan that I loathed, the food being both bland and not the same kind of nutritious I’m used to when I cook for myself (organic, whole foods, paleo in general, high veggie, high protein, no sugar). It’s too easy just to up and eat burgers, pizza, sodium-loaded soups, and sugar-loaded cereals, only because they’re the only stomachable things offered.
I read literally one “fun” book all year. I drew only doodles, improved piano only slightly, and failed to achieve stellar grades. I feel pasty and hella fat. For a guy who doesn’t sleep, I certainly have little to show for it beyond survival. The only times I coded for fun were at hackathons, one of which I had to do alone because my hackathon-buddy-for-life Karan had homework to take care of. And it wasn’t fun at all, even though I placed second. (Maybe cuz yahoo is starting to go down the shitter, too. And Paul Tarjan seems to not show up anymore, too. That guy made hackathons fun.)
Maybe I was also more bothered by my roomie than I previously thought. Reflections: I could never concentrate when my roommate was in the room, for so many reasons. I hate our room arrangement, and open curtains when I’m trying to sleep, but I let it be for my roommate cuz he’s my bro. I could never fall asleep because he can’t fall asleep to music but I require it (in previous semesters my roommates never minded). He’s my friend, but I don’t think we were very compatible at all, living-wise. Or value-wise, for that matter. Friends can also dislike aspects of their friends. That’s valid.
I can sum up my feelings gathered from 3 years of dorm life to be thus: college dorm life is inefficient, stymies creativity, encourages sloth via groupthink-induced obstruction of ambition, is unhealthy, is uncomfortable, and is a piece of shit. You will make friends. And you will suck.
That’s why you’re only supposed to do it for 1 year, jackass.
I will prove to myself (just myself, fuck the world) that my complete independence will far better serve my ambitions and my effectiveness as a person.
/Linus Torvalds curt truthing and end of school year resolution
Side note: friends are still good. They’re the only thing that made me stay in PAR and the only thing that made PAR bearable for me. Just not sure the fact that I made hella friends each year offset the loss of my productivity / the things that make me truly happy and content with myself. I learned this semester that at some point too many friends means too many people who need personal time (friendships need maintenance) meaning languishing friendships around the board and utter exhaustion for me. I’m going to stop my depth-bound BFS and begin a DFS of my social graph starting now.