You began with a rainstorm. One where my best friend and I couldn’t resist but dance in. Although during that time, I was begging for someone who thought wanted to love me to stay in my life, I thank you for this moment. Because that rain gave me a fresh heart, a new year and the perfect start. You gave me lots of rain dance moments from that moment on, reminding me to enjoy the little things. I say goodbye to the boy next door, for he is long gone and I am soaring with out him.

Before I begin all the other sappy goodbyes, I wanted to thank you. Thank you for the adventures that I was able to take that I never thought I would like days when hiking to a waterfall became the best day, or when I indoor sky dived for the heck of it, or when I decided to get my fourth tattoo, or speak out more during class when I felt I'd be judged.

Thank you for the simple bliss you gave me; bliss that I never thought I could obtain. Moments where I felt completely and one hundred percent happy, moments where I felt at peace, and most importantly moments where I wasn’t worried about the guy next door or what my anxiety was trying to make me think in that moment.

Thank you for the laughter when I was sleep deprived during rush, or the night of my 21st birthday and my face the morning after, or simply going out with my friends and being dorks because we never cared what other people thought of us.

You brought me so much opportunity. You let me grow as a human, as a woman, as a writer and allowed for me to step up for what I believe in in that opportunity. I look back at these and think to myself what I did to deserve them? Opportunities like being able to tour St.Jude hospital because we were the highest fundraising team for Up Till Dawn, or being on the board for Women's History Month, or participating in Take Back The Night, getting to put together a Galentine's Party where we celebrated women, singing the opening number of Greek Sing (WHAT!!) where I got to be my sassiest self, or marching for the women's march downtown. Wow wow wow.

Thank you for the celebrations: my best friend deciding to rush and going Theta, another best friend getting into Belmont East, Greek Sing 2017 (need I say more?) being able to write on this platform for so many people to see, and for simply celebrating life.

I know that you are coming to an end. So, I also wanted to say goodbye. Goodbye to French classes forever, (Thank God.) Goodbye to a house that I made my home for a year. Goodbye to the moments where I had to tell myself I was okay, that I could get through it. Goodbye to the anxiety filled tests and papers. Goodbye to the moments when I told myself I wasn't lovable or good enough.

Goodbye Junior Year, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.