Now we've said goodbye. I will never be able to get into the dorms on my own, or get into the library late on Sunday nights. I've had my last night in dorm beds and taken my last dorm shower, thrown away my shower caddy and shoes. My last official interaction with res life staff is over. I'm saying good bye to dorm life.
I can't say that I will miss you.
But somehow, I'm still the first to leave town. It's amazing that every year I am among the first, and most of the time the first, to leave school. Even when I stay longer I am still the first to leave.
Graduation at Mac is fun, and full of bag pipes. One day the sound of bag pipes will make me cry, and no one will quite know why. And for the first time I actually wanted to be there to see seniors go. Except I didn't actually say goodbye to anyone. Later maybe, but there was no one that I said a permanent goodbye to today.
Eh, what a strange thing college is.
love,
hannah
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