I had big plans for this summer. At the end of the spring semester I was ready to go home and do all the things that I couldn’t do at school or until the weather got warm. And I know that it is only a week into summer, and there’s plenty of time left to do all the fun things I had planned, but I cant help but find myself constantly missing my friends from school. I thought summer would be a nice break from the people I spend almost too much time with at school, but the strange thing is I actually miss them more and more with every passing day. There are so many things I miss about you guys.

I miss the crazy dance parties we had together to celebrate birthdays, good grades or just because we were in a crazy mood. I’ll never find another group of people who have seen me perform my most insane dance moves and still like me.

I miss our movie marathons on weekends where we didn’t feel like going out. When we would all move into one room, park our blankets, pillows and snacks and sit down in one spot for hours on end. It seemed like those were the nights that we made the most memories.

I miss always having someone to hang out with, whether I was feeling lonely, bored, sad or just wanted to escape from the work I had to do. I could always count on you guys to distract me.

I miss always having something to do. I miss making something out of nothing on those nights where the campus was dead quiet. We’ve done everything from turning our rooms into a casino for a game of cards, to putting on a full fashion show with makeovers and all. I have never laughed more than those nights that we went bowling or decided to all squeeze in one room to do group yoga.

I miss group naps even though I know you hated me being in your bed. Thanks for letting me stay anyway.

I miss walking to class together on the rare occasion that we were on the same schedule. We always ended up talking about the most random thing and it was a great way to get me to go to a class that I hated.

I miss squad dinners, where we took up half the dining hall when we all tried to squeeze at one table.

I miss the stressfulness of picking classes together every semester. Although we all got severe anxiety from it, we struggled together and in a strange way it brought us closer.

I miss the trips to Target that we took way too often. Even when we knew we shouldn’t be spending money and did it anyway because obviously we needed that new pair of wedges or that $5.00 movie.

I miss screaming the lyrics to mix CDs out the window of the car on those Target trips, to the point where strangers would stare us down at a stoplight. The songs we sang will forever be ‘our songs’.

I miss the stupid fights we would get in over the smallest things. People butt heads, and that’s no big deal. What matters is how we get over it. Thanks for always talking through things with me.

Even though we drive each other crazy during the year, there’s no one else I would rather spend hundreds of days straight with. I wish we could spend this summer together, but since you are no longer right down the hall from me, it’s safe to say I’m already counting down the days until move in.