Eight months ago, I loaded up a yellow laundry bin and my dad's dolley full of totes and a mini fridge and moved into my dorm. I was lucky enough to have been in contact with some hall-mates prior to move in, so I was excited, yet nervous, to move in and meet them all. "What if they don't like me? What if I'm not what they expected?" was constantly running in the back of my mind.
I loaded up in the elevator with my dad and all of my things and began my ascent to the third floor. Once in my room, I unloaded everything onto mine and my roommate's bed, since I moved in a day early, and prepared to move into my home for the next eight months. Sitting at my dad's on his couch, I've really had some time to think about things, and here are some things I already miss about being on campus and in my dorm.
1. I miss the friends I made.
Looking back, I have made some of the best friends ever. I can talk to them about anything, and they are always there for me - I know that. I know that I'll see them again in a couple months for one of their weddings, but still. I miss them.
2. I miss our movie nights.
Nothing was better than impromptu movie nights in the common space with a good movie projected onto the wall, comfy chairs, and lots of good food. Pizza, popcorn, candy, red grape juice - you name it, we probably had it.
3. I miss studying with them.
Although sitting in the common space could occasionally prove detrimental to my studies, I miss having them all to study with. Five or six of us crammed on a table, studying anything from chemistry to medical terminology to zoology, it was a good time. It was just studying, but I loved it.
4. I miss the dinner dates.
Knocking on my neighbor's door and going to get Applebee's at a moments notice, so long as she was not at work was great. It could get expensive, but I loved it. I loved loading up in my car and going to Sonic or Dairy Queen, or McDonald's for ice cream when we were all broke. Memories made.
5. I miss having constant company.
I think there was once, maybe twice, in the eight months in the dorms that I was there by myself. I always had a study buddy, dinner date, or gossip girl to complain to.
To the ladies I lived with, thank you. Thank you for making my first year of college memorable. Thank you for the friendships I will cherish forever. My only hope is to continue our friendships for years to come, whether it be at Northwest, St. Louis, or Maple Woods, I love you guys. Thank you.
