Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Res Vs. Digs
I was shocked to find out this last month that so many of my friends are leaving res to move into digs. Many of them are second years and so, for them, it is the next step. But many first years have already found homes and signed leases. I started to think about leaving myself and compared digs to res. I feel very comfy in my room and house. I like the people. I like my dining hall and mostly I feel my gestational period in res has not ended yet. It would be like hatching too early. It seems that the major gripe for my fledgling digs friends is the lack of freedom in res. It is true. One has to be mindful of others, meals are at designated times (I miss my fridge terribly) and there is no real place where you can be by yourself except your room. I can understand my friends craving a small garden or their own lounge to chill in. However, I feel that res gets a bad reputation because of this. Res is not a horrid wasteland, devoid of fun. My happiest memory was our awesome corridor party and soon it will be res awards. None of that would have been possible without the second years who stayed on and supported us throughout this tumultuous first year away from home. I feel that I owe it to next years first years to give them a fantastic res experience and if all else fails I can pop down to my friends’ digs and score some free food.
Labels: digs, freedom, fun, res