Dear Dorm Life,

I bid you farewell. After two years, I will not be returning to the same dorm room that I called home. I actually won't be coming to any dorm room. My new home will be off campus in an apartment.

There will be no more lofted bed, which I was always terrified of falling off of. Nope, now my bed will be close to the floor with little risk of injury.

Food will no longer require a walk across the street, but instead down a hallway to a kitchen. No need for dining plan now.

I will no longer half to deal with people being loud or running down the hallways at 2 am. No, instead it will be loud neighbors if I have any.

I'll be upgraded from one roommate to three. Though, each will have their own bedroom and bathroom.

Frankly, I will miss the weird dorm activities that were hosted. Luckily, where I will be moving has social events as well. So, don't worry.

The gym will no longer just be down the stairs. Instead, it's near the welcome center at the complex.

No more cute name tags made by RAs outside my door. I will have to make those myself.

The room that I called home for two years will be missed. So many of my memories were in there. Half of my college life was spent living in those same four walls.

I will be glad to have more freedom, but it still stings a little to say goodbye.

I leave knowing it'll be home to two new girls next school year. I hope that they appreciate their time in my first college home like I did. Dorm life is really something unique.