The Student Newspaper of the University of  Wisconsin  Marshfield/Wood County

University of Wisconsin Marshfield/Wood County
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December
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Volume 35,
No. 3


Away from home, but not responsibility

Student Experiences:  Living Away from Home
By Jason Roskos

Moving from the little town of Independence, Wis., with a population of just over 1,000 people, to Marshfield to attend the university wasn’t exactly my cup of tea. It was to be my first time away from home, my family and my friends, 90 miles apart to be exact. Many questions ran through my mind: What would my roommate be like? How would I get along with my neighbors? Would I be able to handle the countless responsibilities that came with living on my own? Would I be able to budget my money well? I’m not the only one to be facing these questions head-on.

“I was really nervous about living on my own and having a roommate. My parents told me horror stories about that,” Becky Schade, a freshman from Wisconsin Rapids, said. At first, I too found myself in a state of anxiety about not only concerning my roommate, Kent Thomson, a freshman from Wisconsin Rapids, but his mannerisms as well. Honestly, my largest concern was about his tidiness, which, like me, is perhaps one step below chaos, so we can agree on one facet of sharing the two-bedroom apartment with the kitchen about as small as a Geo Metro.

Kent told me that he had no reservations about rooming with me and that having a roommate fills the void or kills the “fear of death from boredom.” Once a good rapport was established between Kent and I, the next people to meet were our neighbors. We all hear the cliché that “good fences make good neighbors.” There are no fences at Far Apartments, but one thing separated the apartments: ideas, about each other and our backgrounds we overtook with ease.

It took a few days to match names with faces, but once that phase passed, I took the liberty of visiting them often. Of this union of college students, Schade said “it was good to meet new people,” and the one word she used to sum up the whole affair was “interesting.” In this moment of coagulation, I amused the neighbors with tales from my native burg, in return lending an ear to some of their homegrown sagas. It was in these series of chats that we realized that we weren’t that different. It was our common goal of someday getting out of here and living our dreams that was the final dab of glue that would bond us for as long as we stayed. One of my neighbors, a sophomore from Nekoosa, Joe Gack, is no stranger to meeting new collegiate faces. He said he has no problem meeting new people and welcomed the new faces this year.

The division of responsibilities is a task no person can truly bring himself or herself to do, but living on our own comes with a price. The way Kent and I deal with household chores is simple, but known to backfire: when the dishes pile up high, it’s time to do them and we do them together; we do our own laundry, we cook for ourselves most of the time and we don’t gripe about each other’s bedrooms; which are both comparable to what I like to call a “civilized junkyard.” John Adams, a freshman from Wisconsin Rapid, put it best when he said rooming with another person teaches teamwork, which is quite true in keeping a harmonic balance between roommates.

Money is another essential factor in the roommate relationship. Kent and I currently have the internet and since we both use it, thus split the monthly bill. As far as purchasing food and other necessities, that too is split whenever the need is present.

The last issue that we face is being apart from our families. Being as far from home as I am, it bothers me that I’m not properly informed about the home front, but for Kent and most of my neighbors, home is but a mere 30 or so miles away. So going home on the weekends is commonplace for them, but not for me. Boredom sets in like a virus and only the football games on Sunday help keep me sane.
Overall, the move to Marshfield and having the experience of meeting new people is not as negative as my older relatives told me. The freedom I possess is precious and the friendships I forge here will hopefully last a lifetime.
 


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