I Miss My Hallmates Already

Ladies and Gents, it’s been one heck of a year and I can honestly say without a second thought that I have never been sadder to leave a group of people. We’ve spent the whole year living on one floor together and even though we got in each other’s hair sometimes, I’ve never loved so many people so much.

My initial thought when I found out I was living on the engineering floor was, “What the h*ck? I didn’t sign up for this!” But you surprised me, as you all were some of the most social and *out there* people I know, and I love it.

I just want to start off by saying thank you for an incredible year. Some of you are now some of my best friends in the whole world. I think that is the main reason why I’ll miss you. 

I’m going to really miss the dynamic. We always had our doors open. Pop in when you walk by, mini rant, have a snack, study. Someone was always around to be a friend if you needed one. I can’t believe that in a few months I’ll be moving back in, but with different people. I won’t be able to walk down the hall if I need you.

Admittedly, I’m probably going to miss all the loudness, the seemingly constant weed smell, the dishes in the common room, and the bras in the bathroom. I will also (surprisingly) miss having my vacuum borrowed for weeks at a time.

I’ll miss the snuggles, the award show parties, the spontaneous trips to Jamba Juice and Starbucks. I’m going to miss writing ridiculous things on the white boards.

I’ll miss knowing about all your social lives. I’ll miss all nighters in the common room, and becoming good friends in the process. I’m going to miss singing in the shower with you, the popcorn everywhere, and just having you all around at all times.

But there are a ton of things I want to thank you for, so I’m going to get sappy and do that. Hopefully, you’ll know who you are.

Thank you for breakfast three days a week, and lunch twice a week. Thank you for letting me do your hair and makeup. Thank you for letting me be a mom, even though I can be overbearing like one sometimes. 

Thank you for all the trips to Late Night, the memes, the group chats, the concerts. Thank you for showing me new music. Thank you for taking my picture every dang day for my Instagram.

Thank you for the ginger bread houses, helping me complete the Valentines Day Tree, for Easter and Halloween brunch.

Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for giving me advice and letting me cry in your rooms. Thank you for holding me when I felt alone. Thank you for being realistic and honest with me while I was going through everything. Thank you for letting me cry when I needed to.

Thank you, also, for taking my mind off everything. Thank you for all the pizza, museum trips, Boston adventures. Thank you for movie nights, karaoke, and dance parties in my room.

You helped me laugh again. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed harder than when I’m with you. Thank you for your constant encouragement and support. I hope I was half as good of a hallmate to you as you all were to me. Thank you for helping me find me. And thank you for letting me be me.  

I miss you already. Next year, we won’t all be in one place. It’ll be hard, but I know I’ll always have you. 

And you’ll always, always have me.