What Parents Complain About During Your First Year in College
For first-generation students, going off to college is entering an unknown world. Adding to the struggle are these push-pull arguments with our parents because they just don’t get what we’re going through. Now that you’ve been accepted to college, here’s what your parents will probably rant about…
Ain’t nobody got time for family time anymore.
With tests, homework and class time, school is like a job; it’s my life. So stop guilt tripping me because I can’t make it to tia Chata’s 74th birthday party.
I’ve changed my major seven times. NBD.
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TBH, I’ll probably change my mind another dozen times because I have no idea what I want to do the rest of my life. I’ll figure it out… eventually.
I’m dead broke.
College is flipping expensive. Between $200 textbooks, tuition, loans, lab fees, rent… I’m left with empty pockets. A little financial help would be appreciated.
Going greek doesn’t make me a devil worshiper.
Frats and sororities aren’t how they’re painted in movies. There are benefits like networking, work experience… OK, and maybe increasing my alcohol tolerance just a little.
College is nothing like high school.
Back to School Night and Open House don’t exist in college, so stop trying to figure out who my professors are so you ask about my progress.
Sleeping in the library doesn’t mean I’m homeless.
Taking 15 units require intense studying especially during hell week. Why leave the library when I’ll be back tomorrow at the crack of dawn? Plus, all the straight A students are doing it.
All-nighters are completely normal.
Who has time for sleep with five classes, a part-time job and an internship? Sleep is for the weak and these ojeras are a badge of my dedication.
Experimenting is a phase.
Stop saying college has turned me into a devil worshiper because I pierced my nose and dyed my hair. It’s a fad and no, this won’t keep me from getting a job.
I’m 20 years old, stop worrying about me.
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Stop freaking out because my class ends at 10 p.m. or because I keep shrinking my laundry. I use the buddy system after class and crop tops are in.
You need to give me a break!
Going home during break or on weekends should not consist of chores and running your errands. It would be nice to catch up on sleep. Thanks.
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