I've been dreading move-out day for the past couple months. And now it happened 1.5 months earlier. I'm super upset but I understand completely that this had to be done to prevent infection. The coronavirus has literally ruined everything. I miss my friends SO much.

I hate that we all live so far away and that I have no idea if we'll see each other before September. That's 5 whole months without seeing the people I'd spend most of my time with every single day.

I'm gonna miss getting our meals together. I'm gonna miss the coffee runs. The community meetings. The late-night common room conversations. Walking to class together. Pushing each other's buttons. The uncontrollable laughter to the point where we cry and work out abs. Hanging out in my room or the common room. Studying together in the basement study rooms. Drinking, crying, and playing cards against humanity. Dying together but it would be okay because we're going through the same thing and we have each other always. I'm gonna miss all of that for the next few months.

I can say that living in my university dorm with my best friend of 7 years has been fucking amazing. These last few months have been the best months of my life. School sucks, but good friends make it so much better. I love these people to death and I can't wait to see them again.