The worst part about college
The worst thing about college is the frequency with which your fellow students die. You may not know them, but just hearing about it is awful because there's something you share with that person, and that's living in the same place as you, attending the same classes or classrooms with you, eating the same food you do, living so close to you. And then they're gone.
A girl that lived on my floor recently passed away. She was an RA, and she lived just two doors down from me. She was a part of the Arts Village as I was, and I saw her every single day, multiple times a day--she even wrote me up one time for having my computer too loud at three in the morning.
I can't believe she's dead. I can't say I knew her very well, nor did I really like her or anything, but to think that someone who was so close to me every single day is just gone. She was so young and lively and happy; I didn't ever think that she wouldn't return next year. It's too sad.
My thoughts are definitely with her family and friends. Rest in peace, Hilary.
A girl that lived on my floor recently passed away. She was an RA, and she lived just two doors down from me. She was a part of the Arts Village as I was, and I saw her every single day, multiple times a day--she even wrote me up one time for having my computer too loud at three in the morning.
I can't believe she's dead. I can't say I knew her very well, nor did I really like her or anything, but to think that someone who was so close to me every single day is just gone. She was so young and lively and happy; I didn't ever think that she wouldn't return next year. It's too sad.
My thoughts are definitely with her family and friends. Rest in peace, Hilary.