It's that time. Tim & Andy have start moving their stuff to their new place of residence for next year. As Tim already mentioned in his journal, it will be difficult to leave this year behind. Much like other years, my roommates have been my family. Friends too, but its somehow different when you're sharing your living space. It has been different in that the three of us have more differences than my past roommates, but yet so much in common. We all have different experiences we bring with us. Being the oldest has also been a flip in my normal roles - I'm used to being the youngest, asking others about their experiences. There's so many memories, things I've learned, etc. Those will have to come in a later post. I don't know if I will be able to recall all of the good ones, hopefully at least some.

A year ago, I was realizing that it would be difficult to top the people I was living with at the time, the experiences of that year, etc. To compare this year to last, well, that's impossible to do. What is it with places, homes, etc? Why is it so hard to leave them behind, its just a collection of rooms... rooms filled with memories.