When I chose a special college for my education, I decided to go with the one that was as far away from the beach house as I could get.
I was not happy about the chilly temps and the wind. I didn’t care if I saw another glacier for the rest of my life. I loved waking up in the afternoon and seeing the ocean from my dorm window, and I never expected I would tire of it. Then, one afternoon, I woke up and there was a storm brewing. The humidity was stifling, and the air conditioning machine wasn’t working consistently. I had been in college for less than a month, and I was already feeling sort of like I had made a mistake moving here. I could not change colleges during the first year because I was afraid my parents would totally disown me. They put a bunch of money into paying for me to go to college here. I’m just wishing I could be anywhere besides here when there isn’t any air conditioning. If I could transport back home, I wouldn’t need to worry about air conditioning in November. For a good portion of the summertime, my parents don’t have the air conditioning machine on. Maybe not needing all that heat in the summertime will make me change my mind about moving back home. To be honest, I recognize some of my need to transport back to the beach house is entirely out of homesickness and has nothing to do with the lack of air conditioning. That is just an excuse to get my parents to let me come back home, however I’m sure it won’t work. They informed me that once I made my choice, there was no turning back.