The end of an era...

August 2011 was a big month for me-- I moved to college, started college, and pledged my loyalty to the best sorority.
But there was another big moment that month.

August 7th, I believe, I moved into this little dorm apartment called Booker 116.
I wasn't the only one moving into 116 that day...
I was joined by Kristin Leyba.

We'd found each other on OSU's roommate match-thing.
We met on Greek Discovery Day,
and then hung out once more in a mall in Dallas.

But here was the big day, Kristin was officially my roommate.
We both ended up pledging our loyalty to the Delta DD.
So we were now roommates and sisters.

Our freshmen year was craziness, in all the good ways, and sometimes the bad.
There were tears, sometimes of sadness, but mostly of laughter.

Random dance parties at 1 am.
Yelling about Bananas In Pajamas.
Movie nights.
and many more memories.

When the time came for Kristin and I to choose roommates to live inside Tri Delta,
the choice was obvious.
The first two semesters had been so great, why wouldn't we go again?

So there you have it, we roomed together AGAIN.
We moved on into the Delta Shelta 220
This time the space was smaller, yet the time together was less often.
Busy schedules led to less "roomie moments",
but never fear, they still happened.

"Cut and dry."
"Clean and simple"
It was just a little joke between us.

She dealt with my Swiss flag,
and I dealt with her Dallas Cowboys hat,
and we both dealt with each other being extremely messy.

But when room pick for the upcoming semester though,
we knew eventually we'd need to part ways.
So we branched out, and got new "roomies"

The fact that I wouldn't be rooming with Kristin anymore didn't hit me until we had completely packed up our room, and walked out...
We stood there staring at the empty room,
not quite knowing what to say.

Kristin and I had roomed together since DAY ONE of college,
and suddenly when we get back in January, we won't be.
An era had ended...

I was lucky to win the "roommate lottery" and get Kristin,
a lot of people hate their freshmen roommate, and I liked mine so much I roomed with her again.

No matter who we room with, or where we live, I think I'll probably always refer to Kristin as "Rooms",
Some habits die hard.

Kristin and I, at Greek Discovery Day, the day we met.