I gaze across the room to the empty space that was once homely decorated, with everything neatly placed within its own specific categorical order. The empty space now gives a gloom and reminder that is actually the end. The end of one journey, and the beginning of three new paths as we continue our walks on with lives. Our once bubbly trio has dissipated now to a stressed out, sleep deprived duo praying that today was Friday, and that all finals had passed us by.

Last night was one of remembrance, one of reminiscing upon all of our mishaps, adventures, sleepless nights, and "I have had way too much caffeine" times. Surely ones that I will never forget.

I will always remember, I will always love:
my amazing roomies. late night walks to sem hill. becky paul! movie and pizza nights. studying in market. sarah frederickson. 4am perkins runs via the train tracks. bruggers bagel saturdays. 2am conversations with karis on the passion of life. alyssa king. the abandoned house. welcome week. shannon mccoy. painting the rock. the swings outside the cdc. stephanie johnson. borrowing furniture. dorm wars because of borrowed furniture. homecoming. sa. all of my amazing floormates. runs to northwestern college. the u of m. lovie! the three sexy men tempting me in my fridge. cambria breitkreutz. playing in the snow. stealing sheets. watching the entire season one of house in two days. amish people. getting mail. apples to apples at 6am. walks around the lake. horror movie marathon on the hill. bonfires. discovering true passion. standing up for a cause. being nicknamed "gadget" by the floor. the hilarious boys from b2. being pranked by the boys from b2. debates. minnesota institue of art. watching the entire lord of the rings trilogy before finals week with laura. random picture adventures. chai days. ramen rainy days.