It’s that time of the year again, everyone is going back to school and some are getting ready to move to study abroad with expectations of overflowing rainbows and outlined waterfalls of freedom and joy. That feeling of knowing you can go home at any time YOU please and blackout next to the dumpster of your choice, Exquisite. While all the feelings of excitement you’re going to have are extremely valid, before you go, there are a couple things that I would’ve liked someone to tell me about.
Not everyone is ready to live alone or get used to the loneliness that can possibly come with it.
The responsibility uppercut
Mean with the ability to knock you out. The second you step foot outside that plane, you have become fully responsible for not perishing, this isn’t your compound, and mom will not come and bail you out if you screw up. You are now entering responsibility level “el wa7sh” I’m gonna need you to upgrade the fighter in you. You’re responsible for your allowance, legal papers, university work, laundry, cleaning, cooking, and basically everything that was ever done for you. Bummer huh? Freedom is expensive sweetie, deal with it. Even though all of these are made ten times easier abroad, doesn’t mean it’s a load my spoilt ass was ready for.
Poor with an expensive taste!
The monthly allowance, students melt when they are merely reminded of it, it doesn’t get holier in a student’s life than the day you get it, marvelous! If you thought you felt safe anywhere else wait till you experience the sense of security of the payday. Now while some of you will be getting 2k per month and some 500, trust me the result is the same, you’re ass is gonna be clipping coupons by the 15th or the 21st by most If you’re all Warren Buffet about your budget. It’s all good though, we move regardless. Its three courses at L’Entrecote one day and clipping your taco bell coupons for a sandwich to last you the whole day another there’s no in-between.
Mama isn’t doing your laundry no more!
The biggest slap that I have had to endure, a near-death experience to say the least. Laundry day is your new Monday especially if you’re living in a dorm with laundry rooms. The architect has somehow managed to place them too far for you to go back home while they finish but also close enough not to die on your way back (cause were carrying everything in one trip even if it’s physically impossible). Don’t worry though, as you progress through your too demanding and uselessly expensive degree, the laundry room starts to serve as a panic room and the machine sounds harmonize your ears.
le dépression (there’s a french version it’s worse)
There’s nothing worse than sitting on your bed hungover on a Sunday than to have nothing to think about other than the absolute mess you were yesterday. Remind yourself that you aren’t the only one going through it, everyone else is too but in their own time. It’s okay though, nothing “kobayet shay belaban” won’t fix.
I don’t know about you, but personally, I need a constant reminder from mama about how my cousin is doing better than me for motivation. Keep in mind though that drive and motivation aren’t a constant feeling but more of a state of mind. You can’t keep waiting for the background music to kick in and suddenly you’re GaryVee. You’re going to have to put yourself in the mood because no one else is gonna do it for you. Also, the scrawny douchebags in your course aren’t usually very friendly when it comes to helping you, it’s a free-for-all for some.
You will have way too much fun
Everything I said above is secondary and could be different from person to person but let me tell you if you allow yourself to have fun you will have fun. Don’t be too hard on yourself and if you need to take a break one day do it and if your low on budget and but your friends are going on a trip go with them. It’s better to be poor and having fun than to sit at home a little less peasant knowing your friends (whom I assure you are also poor and probably can’t afford it when they’re back) are having fun without you. Be poor In Unity. Have too much fun.
And the list goes on so if you’re not willing to go through all that you might want to reconsider. One thing to keep in mind is that you’re leaving your comfort zone and that will come with consequences but also big rewards. I would’ve never discovered this much about myself if I hadn’t taken the leap and I definitely wouldn’t have chased a chick for stealing my last twenty pounds, she messed with the wrong fattie. If you’re on the brink I would advise taking the leap but you need to know what comes with it.
Being an avid ceiling starer, Ali likes to write about everything from existentialism to that one wing he had that tasted weirdly exquisite in 2014!