Dear Mt. Clef 344,
I hope you love your school. I hope you love your roommates. I hope you’ve met your neighbors, and I hope you know people in Thompson and Pederson and South, too.
I hope you’ve decorated your room with crazy posters and glitter and motivational signs. I hope you have a ton of pictures of you with your high school friends; but I also hope your heart is open for all the new friendships you’re about to make.
Be ready to go through a huge change, but also be prepared to find out who you truly are.
Be ready to find new friends and be ready to lose old ones.
The room you are staying in is full of awkward, ice-breaker conversations; salty, teary-eyed calls home to mom; and desperate, graphite-smudges of late-night studying.
Mt. Clef 344, your room has seen impromptu sing-alongs on guitar, winter training camp power-naps, and hilarious plots to annoy the RA.
Remember that every day you wake up in that room could be a day in your memory book. Every second spent in those halls could be a second that will last you a lifetime.
Freshmen year is like no other. You live for the weekend and dream of the summer, but as soon as you’ve reached the end, you only want to go back.
Live in the moment. Study with friends. Call your parents. Be yourself.
You’re going to know your roommates better than you know your best friend. But you’re going to have to tell them to turn down the music or hurry up in the shower or take out the garbage.
Don’t be afraid to mess up. Don’t be afraid to fail. Mistakes are part of the journey, and what is freshmen year without a few missteps?
Every minute is a learning experience. Don’t forget to treasure that.
Freshman year is something you will never live through again. You might hate it now, or you might love every instant, but in the end, you will be sad to leave it all.
Mt. Clef 344, live in that room like you’ve never lived before, but escape it and live in the real world too.
That dorm is your safe haven and your secret hideaway.
Love it. Live it. Remember it.
Because in the snap of your fingers, it will all be over.