I’m in my junior year of college, and it never amazes me how very few people have any type of schedule or appreciation for one. Last night, I was about halfway sleep at midnight, and I hear my phone ringing downstairs. This was the first night in quite a while that I had forgotten to turn my cell phone off. As I was turning my phone off, I played the voice mail, it was a friend of mine from school who I see maybe once a month and it went similar to this: “Hey, I was just checking to see what you were doing tonight, we’re at my house drinking a few beers, give me a call back.” It’s midnight, I’m sleeping dammit!
In these last few years, I have come to the conclusion that I am one of maybe 5% of the student body that goes to bed before the wee hours of the morning. When I was say 13 or 14 it was rebellious to stay up late (normally the reason here was Cinemax), however, I can’t believe the novelty still manages to stick around so long for most other students. You can stay up late as you want, that’s fine, but why the hell randomly call at midnight to inquire about what I am doing for the night?
It seems in this era of cell phones and colleges where students live in close populations, there is no need to make anything called “plans” for an evening. You are supposed to act spontaneosly on the spur of the moment at all times. I’m not putting anyone down, I’m just amazed at how much I differ in the schedule/routine area.