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Taco Bell & Wendy's runs, Sunday night dinners, Desperate, Grey's & Americas Next Top Model, the t-shirts that never happened, cupcakes, spooning, dance parties, walk-offs in the hallway, self-defense classes and broken arms, crying and hugs that make everything better, prank wars, Officer McPipken and all that his name implies, "Guys, it's quiet hours!", nakedness, stealing food from Bolton, pilates, Gronau Lounge, "Basically...", being mounted by the RA (it's a rite of passage), "Ra - Rarara!", lots of pictures, waking the RA up at 2 am (for good and bad reasons), Squishy, playing in wal-mart, Ms. Mary, singing at random times, eating contests, corn mazes, downtown nights, being responsible (sometimes), "Make good choices!".
This is it. My girls have started to officially move out. I'm having to do paperwork and check rooms for damages. I don't like it. I'm going to like having to walk through all their empty rooms on Wednsday even less.
I know I wasn't like this when I moved out of Mary Lyndon last year.
But for some reason this year is very different. I came into this year with the absolutely ridiculous idea that I was going to be the one doing all the teaching to my residents. I never expected to learn so much or to come out with so many friends and memories. And least of all did I expect to be feeling like this when I realize that move-out's so close. They all get to go on and continue living together next year, and I'm going to get 52 new girls, on a different hall. It's going to be really weird. Good, but sad, and weird, and all these feelings I never expected to come with this. Probably the last thing I need when I still have 2 more finals to take.
(this is probably my favorite picture ever)
This is it. My girls have started to officially move out. I'm having to do paperwork and check rooms for damages. I don't like it. I'm going to like having to walk through all their empty rooms on Wednsday even less.
I know I wasn't like this when I moved out of Mary Lyndon last year.
But for some reason this year is very different. I came into this year with the absolutely ridiculous idea that I was going to be the one doing all the teaching to my residents. I never expected to learn so much or to come out with so many friends and memories. And least of all did I expect to be feeling like this when I realize that move-out's so close. They all get to go on and continue living together next year, and I'm going to get 52 new girls, on a different hall. It's going to be really weird. Good, but sad, and weird, and all these feelings I never expected to come with this. Probably the last thing I need when I still have 2 more finals to take.
(this is probably my favorite picture ever)