It's weird leaving dorm life. I'm still taking a class, so I can't say the sleepless nights are gone. But I can say that it was weird leaving. I have lived in 613 for two years now. Next year will be the last year I can live there. Lots has happened there. Endless tears, laughter, plugged up showers, lights that don't work, and toilets that are perpetually running. But at the end of the year it is stripped down to blue mattresses and empty dresser drawers. How do all those things happen in a place that can seem so cold and empty as this?
Especially when you consider that only 18 hours before, it looked like this....
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Leaving dorms was always bittersweet for me.
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