Dear Ball State Dorms,

I will miss you. I know, I can't believe I am saying that either. You were crowded and smelly and had terrible selfie lighting. I had to share bathrooms with other girls who left pubic hair and vomit by the drain. There were tampons left in toilets and stinky, month old food in the sink. The walls were either so easily damaged and cost to repair or looked like prison but were as tough as nails. The infestation of lady bugs and stink bugs did not add to the ambiance. The truth is though, I had a lot of fun at the end of the day while also learning a few things.

I lived in two different dorms going from the worst dorm to one of the newest dorms and then back to the worst due to the charm. I had three roommates, all of which taught me something that I will carry on in life. One of them may even end up a maid of honor if the poor sucker who I am supposed to marry actually finds me. I loved the late nights playing pool and ping pong with the guys from the third floor and girls from mine. I loved living at the theater kids house this past semester because of how done I was with the dorms. I loved decorating each room, making it my own.

The best part was because of the dorms, I found my people. The people I get to call my squad or my family, the people I had bonfires with the entire finals week. Every single night of finals week. We had water balloon fights to, those helped with the stress. I grew and matured and changed and learned due to the dorms. I met people that impacted me greatly for better and for worse. I owe so much to the dorms and honestly I would not take back a second of it.

Thank you, Ball State dorms for a hell of a time.