This photo represents the life of a college kid who lives away from home. I love dorming in the city. I’m right in the middle of everything on 34th street and 8th avenue. Living in the dorms gives me so much more freedom than I have when I’m at home. I live on Long Island, where you have to drive everywhere. Unless maybe if you’re going to you’re friends house around the corner, even then though, that’s like a 10 minute walk for me. Since some of our friends live on the other side of town, a night of drinking always turns into who’s going to drive those couple of kids home. In the city no one has to stay sober to drive home haha. You can walk everywhere, and eventually you’ll find your way back. I guess living in the dorms is kind of good because I’m learning how to do things on my own a little bit. The main thing is cooking. Before I left for college, I was lucky if i could boil pasta without over/under cooking it. I’m becoming a much better cook now, but its still not the same as home. As much as I love the city, nothing beats my moms home coking. Whenever I go home for a weekend, my mom is always sending me back with food to last me a day or two. Going home for Thanksgiving was the best. It was four straight days of eating actual food. Probably the best four consecutive days since college has started.
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