and I'm really not too choked up about it. If the whole thing had gone like fall quarter did, where we all ate together (every day at 6pm,) where we were in the lounge talking/complaining/intermittently doing some homework until 1 am, where I could pretty much wander into any room, even when we all played Smash way too many hours out of the day... well then, maybe I would feel like I'm going to miss it.
Everything changed, though. The floor got so cliquey (I myself am not innocent of this.) There were certain people (ok, person) who I couldn't stand so much I couldn't be in the same room. I began to feel like even when we were miraculously all together again, I was with the wrong people, or like I was biting my tongue. There are a couple things I'll miss - living so close to Chris, his room, his roommate, his best friend here. But since my boyfriend, something I'm not planning on getting rid of when I move out, is the only thing I like about this year overall in this dorm, I can't say I'm too concerned about this being my last night here.
