And so another era comes to an end.
Each time this happens I get so sad! Even though this semester was amazing I now find myself looking back and thinking of all the things I wish I had done differently. I hate doing that.
And so we're going to focus on the positive.
At the end of this Winter semester I keep thinking of how horrible last Fall semester was. School was so hard, I didn't enjoy any of my classes, I seemed to always be in the worst mood, and I didn't feel like I had any control over my life. It was really frustrating and really, just, sad.
But you guys. Winter semester was so perfect. I was finally able to get a grip on my life. I loved my classes and work was so much fun. My roommates are all amazing and we had the best of times. Our friendship* with apartment 83 was awesome and we basically spent all of our time laughing.
Yes, things got hard when we forgot to rinse out a dish or when we were all cray cray because of the whole 30, but eventually we learned how to properly load a dishwasher and to control our emotions :)
And so I am sad to be moving. Sure, there are great things in all situations, but I feel like I'm leaving my entire life behind with roommates/83 staying behind and Spencer moving up north for an internship.
I guess I just need to keep reminding myself that nothing will ever be as rough as the end of last winter semester.
|The wonderful joy I am leaving|
|The saddest sight ever seen|
*I don't know how many times we've gotten this question, but the answer is no: no one from our apartment is dating anyone from apartment 83.