on my 18th birthday, i moved into heritage halls. shipp hall, to be exact. i was saddened to hear that just this week my former home was torn down to make way for new dorms. the building may be gone, but the memories remain. (imagine
this song playing in the background for the rest of the post.)
i mean, sure there was only 1 bathroom for 6 girls.
but our apartment was so cool, it doubled as a night club.
none of us had a car, though, so we had to get creative.
it's a wonder none of us had dates on valentine's day.
we dressed up a lot for some reason.
but we had an excuse for being weird since we were freshmen and all.
best friends forever!
2 comments:
This post literally brought tears to my eyes. Life has been so good to us Ris-y :)
We really looked really good freshman year. And by we I mean I. And by good I mean awful!
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