dear ventana,

when we first met, life went a little something like this:

these boys, my best friends, were still around.

this girl lived 265 miles from me in the land of dixie.

this boy && i were inseparable. 

me && the roommates mostly got along...

...and all of these cute roommates were happily dating someone.

things have changed a bit now that i'm back...

i've had to find replacements for my bestfriends who have left.

little hann lives basically across the street.

he's clearly found eternal happiness elsewhere...

...and all those cute roommates are now either married or close to it.  with different boys than before, might i add.

and the new roommates? they're scared of me.

i'm not sure how i feel about your housing this time around, but you have seen me through a lot:

like the time vienna won the bachelor, and i was so upset.

countless roomie sleepovers.

or how about the plethora of times when the kitchen got so disgusting that rachel and i had to break down and do everyone's dishes?

the happy days before the fights came when we would dance in the rain together.

remember the night we released our inner freshman and decided to dress psycho and deliver burnt cookies?

and of course, the unforgettable infestation of devil bugs and our favorite neighbor to kill them for us.

of course, you've seen me through more than just silly bug infestations and bachelor finales.  breakups, freshman 15, drama, and friends leaving me for south africa... i owe you big time, ventana.  all i'm saying is this year isn't looking so hot.  if you could maybe make my roommates nicer, and make my apartment smell better, it would help. thanks. love you, and love your cheap rent. keep it up.

♥ b.