So this semester I've been spending a lot of time getting excited about graduating from BU and getting out of the city and the northeast in general. I've gotten so wrapped up in the excitement of moving on that I think I've lost sight of all the things I'm going to miss - like the everyday mundane things that make my life at BU awesome.
I'm going to miss Saturday mornings hanging out in the suite with my roomies - some of the single best girls in the world. I'm going to miss hearing the Law and Order "DUM DUM" every 2 seconds because Iz hasn't seen all billion episodes and watches it non stop. I'm going to miss hearing 3 different languages echoing through our hallways at any point in time. I'm even going to miss how I can tell which suitee is coming through the door based on how they open it and their footsteps. I'm going to miss spinning in my suite while Nazli, Iz and Diana meander in and out and laugh at how ridiculous I look. I already miss our semi-clean/mostly-dirty bathroom, the 3 trashbags that have been in our common room for two weeks, the huge piles of magazines on the table, and the general clutter of my room I share with Iz. I'm going to miss the nail painting parties, the dance parties, the wine parties, the cookie/baked good parties. I don't think I could ask for better suitemates - and the best part is it was all totally random for me to end up here with them. I must've done something right to deserve some awesome girls.
I'm going to miss my half hour, twice a day walks with Julie and talking about everything from family to friends to class to what we ate and whats hurting and whats great. I'm going to miss staring at each other blankly in class and laughing at jokes no one else thinks is funny except us.
I'm going to miss those people who aren't really your friends but you like seeing them around. People you know you'll never see again after college but you're happy they're there for the time being. Those genuinely awesome guys and girls who always smile and ask how you are and know what team you're on and your major and who your boyfriend is. Those people that you chat with in the elevator and go beyond just the "hey how are you?"
I'm going to miss my triathlon coach and all of his ridiculous workouts I never think I'm going to get through. I'm going to miss the feeling of being on a team and watching everyone get better and make it through injuries and come out on top.
I'm going to miss Citysports when no customers are in the store and all the employees try on ridiculous outfits or lays on the shoe floor benches. I'm going to miss how you can work with a person for one shift and they know your entire history and what you want to do with your life and your goals and accomplishments. Something about that shoefloor makes you just want to open up to people. And all the people who work there are just awesome.
I'm going to miss living one floor above Chris.
I'm going to miss Chris' roommates Tim and Harry blasting their techno music and talking about weight lifting. When I met them I was skeptical because most bodybuilder/marine type guys are jerks but they both have such good hearts. I never would've gotten to know them had they not been Chris' roommates but I guess chance comes in all shapes and sizes (even XXXL), and this one was definitely a blessing.
I think of all my friends, and they're all fabulous, I'm going to miss my friend DB the most. I think he's just about the best guy I've ever met (besides Christopher, of course). The only way I can fully describe it is that I'm just so happy he's apart of my life and that I get to call him one of my best friends. He's gotten me through some of the worst times at school with just his smile and his quiet way of listening to me talk. He was one of the few friends I had who stood by me when everything else was falling apart Jr year. He's the guy who actually calls on vacation to see what's up, drives his friends to the airport, drops his girlfriend off at home and then comes back to the bar to pick everyone else up, and if I ever need someone to walk me home from a party I know he can be there in less than 5 minutes. We can have a blast just sitting on his couch eating and doing nothing and even when we don't talk at all I always walk away feeling like we just had the best conversation ever. He's one of the few people in the world that when he says "we have to hang out," it actually happens. Besides the fact that he's brilliant, he's also kind and genuine. The best part is he's been in my life since freshman year, so I've got to see him go through everything and become this amazing person he is. I love how we've grown around each other and each have gone off and done different things in college but we've never really grown apart and I've always felt like he's one of maybe three people in Boston I would absolutely trust in any situation. I know that when we all move away from Boston he'll be in me and Chris' life forever, but I just like knowing he's up the street from me. I don't think I've ever actually told him how much he means to me as a person, but I think he knows it. Or at least I hope he does, because he needs to know how great he is.Friends like him are really hard to come by, and what I learned at BU is when you find one, you have to treasure it.
Speaking of things I'm going to miss, if I don't get a move on in my day I'm going to miss work! I think this post came out a little more mushy than I meant it to, but I don't get mushy on my blog very often so maybe it was about time to tone down the sass and sarcasm and write something a little more meaningful.
I'll write a funny one soon
love love love,
me
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