The first year of university was supposed to be fun, but I didn’t care about it.
I had planned on living full-time with my Grandparents, but I had to live in the dorm the first year. I spent every weekend with my Grandparents, and my parents joined us for the holidays. I just couldn’t get used to the university dorms. I guess some of it had to do with the lack of good heating. When the dorm mom asked me why I wasn’t glad, I told her. I grew up in the deep south and I wasn’t used to freezing weather. I had only chosen to go to the university in Glenville, IL because I would be close to my Grandparents, who lived only a mile away. They had excellent heating in their apartment. Here, all I did was shiver all the time, and I couldn’t get any rest. She inspected the heating method in my dorm room and said she would call the Heating and Air Conditioning supplier to have them check it out. In the meantime, she gave me a pass so I could spend the rest of the month at my Grandparents, but I had to check in with her once a day. I recognize this was just so she knew I was in school. I happily went back and forth to my Grandparents; silently hoping that I could do this everyday and not go back to the dorm. Both of us had a horrible snow storm 1 night. I laughed thinking about a snow day! Back home, both of us only had afternoons off because of hurricanes. Glenville, IL has actual snow afternoons, which made me glad.