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AFRICAN ECHO NEWS

To stay or not to stay

By Nachi Aguboshim,
(Nachi, like most African Children born in the diaspora is trying to redefine himself.
He writes with passion and an open mind. Nachi is an intern at the youth desk of African Echo media group.)

THE first day of university itís the beginning of a new era, the first day of the rest of your life, your official introduction into adulthood, the icing on the cake, is that too many clichťs? I usually say sorry when I digress so much that I forget the point that I was trying to make, so I am sorry.

Now my university life was eventful to say the least and being the man that I am it will be my pleasure to run you through the contrast between students who commute from home and students who fully indulge in the university experience, you know the independence, the socialising, the drinking, numerous parties and the learning if thatís what you really want to do.

Now there are so many important decisions that you have to make when taking that big step into university. I was going to talk about own experience, but Iíd rather not expose myself and risk a possible jail sentence, swiftly moving on, lets begin shall we?

Travelling
Now travelling from home to university can be pretty much the most tedious journey you may ever embark on, you have to consider waking up early, which is always a burden and also thereís the added bonus of wasting yet even more time checking for any train, bus or tram delays, Oh happy joy. (If you didnít guess Iím being sarcastic) If youíre travelling from university all you need to do is merely cross the road.

Socialising
Living at home can be somewhat hazardous to you socialising, it takes away all the time you have to mingle with your peers, all your dreams of being as cool as Zack for ĎSaved by the Bellí are nothing more then a distant memory and because you live like 50 miles away from university there clearly isnít time for you mingle, unless of course another poor soul lives near your house. (But thatís so rare) However when your living up at university, you drink, eat and breathe socialising. The good news is everyone knows you the bad news is everyone knows you, think about it.

Finance
Now here there are some major perks from living at home you can save some serious cash. You donít pay rent (well that depends on your parents) and hereís the killer one, wait for it.

. . . . . . you donít have to pay for food, because we all know what a student eats like, Iíll try not to paint you a picture. Living up at university, leaves your pockets empty, itís even a struggle to get a bottle of milk sometimes, things can get so hard you even compromise yourself and your values, you find yourself on street corners doing the kind of things that . . . . . . . . . . (I told myself I wouldnít get emotion, focus Nachi!)

My advice is get a job before itís too late.

Sex Life
Iím Nigerian, when I was at university and living at home my sex life was non-existent unless your parents are gang bangers they sure as hell arenít going to let you get your freak on, in their home, especially if your not paying rent, if you want to have a sex life you have to work around their working schedule. Just do me one favour always lock the front door, donít get caught with your pants down trust me itís not a pretty sight. Sorry mum At university however, sex is so common, itís the norm if you donít embrace it you risk becoming a nomad and rumours may fly around about your sexuality, and trust me you donít want that, my opinion, as they say ĎWhen in Rome . . . . . . . .í

Parties
Living at home and having a party? You better get that thought out of your head ASAP. When I was living at university I was introduced to foam parties . . . . . . . . . enough said!

Learning
Living at home, I read and wrote more then I ever did before, probably, because my dad was standing behind me with a belt in his hand, his such a great motivator. At university the only thing that you tend to read is a playboy magazine, who am I kidding I was reading it!

Food
You just canít bet mothers cooking, she takes so much pride in making her food look and taste the best, my mouth waters just thinking about it, and you actually get three meals a day, I know itís hard to believe isnít it? As you can tell I clearly love my food. Now up at university the eating pattern is completely different, you may get your three meals but what exactly do you eat? Jam and sardine sandwiches? Ketchup soup? Or worse yet you actually attempt to cook and God help the people and yourself if that food is consumed, just hope that the A& E isnít full that day.

Now we have come to an end, itís really up to you what decision you come to about commuting or fully indulging in the university lifestyle, what choice you do make however enjoy it because this experience is one that you wonít forget.

 

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