Sweet! I went to the same university my parents did and gave the others in my dorm a tour via bicycle. Then, I spent the first couple of days hanging out with seniors watching other freshmen crash.
Fantastic for the most part. I got bored towards the end when the first few weeks of my major classes started getting repetitive. My attention level dropped, and by the time they started covering material that was new to me, I had a difficult time tuning back in.
I made some amazing friends, too. I've changed their names and a few other small details, but they are here in my story. André and Dimitri sang at my wedding. Jessica was a bridesmaid. This is just the first chapter of my university arc, and it goes until Chapter 56:
Be yourself, and you will find your people. My roommates were all nice, and I never had any problems with them, but we never had those deep conversations or goofy moments that make people my people. We cooked together a couple of times but usually did our own meals and stuff.
It's normal to want sex in university. Tinder wasn't a thing when I started university. In fact, the first iPhones had just come out, and I don't recall personally knowing anyone who had one. My mom told me about how her roommates would put a tie on the doorknob if they were having an intimate experience with someone. I had a roll of caution tape, so I told my roommates we could use that.
My mom was a virgin until my dad, but one time her roommate spent the night with someone and she had to sleep on the couch or something. Don't let your roommates do that to you. It's a dick move. I used the caution tape, but I made sure I didn't keep my roommates out too long.
Come to an agreement with your roommates about how much time is acceptable or what hours of the day are acceptable. Talk about your class schedules if that helps.
Yesterday one of my roommates was having a video call with his "girlfriend" and the girl was just complaining about her exes for about an hour and I thought, "Oh no dude, that's not your girlfriend."
I talk about my past relationships with my boyfriends and husband, but I typically say positive things about people from past relationships. As I may have mentioned before, I only consider one person my ex. Everyone else is still welcome in my life.
It can be fine to talk about exes, after all, it's not mandatory that you two will become strangers after a break up. One can even be a friend, but with people of this age group; i think it's better to assume that talking about exes is a sign of them not being over the past relationships