The week has finally come, the week to leave behind the first half of the school year. Time to move on to a new year, forget the classes you've been dreading all semester and head home for some much-needed relaxation.
However, as the end of the semester comes, it's time to say goodbye. Whether friends be going abroad, or new friends coming back, next semester will be different. In my case, the original suitemates of my suite called "the beehive" will be changing. So as these final days approach us, here is ANOTHER open letter to the beehive as the semester ends.
Dear beehive,
My have we had an interesting semester. We've had our long weekends, or short weekends, our bad and good. It's been wild. We've cried, we've kicked and scream, and we've had our laughs for sure. I know next semester we will be losing a roommate, and it won't exactly be the same, but I'm happy for the semester we've had. I'll certainly miss you all over break.
I'll miss hearing about everyone's days and the tales that occur. I'll miss the snapchats we send to each other when we see someone awkward from one of our wild adventures, or the snaps we send to each other when someone takes the elevator to the third floor. I'll miss our times watching tv shows together and commenting on them like old ladies. I'll miss heartfelt talks on the floor.
I'll miss the random videos and stuff in my room put there by you silly rascals. I'll miss admiring everyone's different outfits because we all have different styles in the hive. I'll even miss trying to understand how we go through toilet paper so fast.
Next semester will be different for sure. Who knows what kind of changes will happen as winter break comes and goes. Or how the dynamic will be like with a new roommate, even though our new roommate coming in is amazing! It will just simply be different is all, and it will be different without the original squad.
I'll miss the bless yous coming from a different room when I sneeze, or the texts asking if someone was alive from the wild night we had before. I'll miss eating on the floor, or sleeping on the floor and you guys coming back and laughing at me as I curled up in the middle of the floor.
Our hoco adventures or food adventures, our singing to songs, our playing strange songs like Miley Cyrus, those will be weird not happening throughout my winter break days. I'm going to miss you all so much over winter break, but I can't wait to see what next semester holds for us.
Thanks for a great semester beehive!