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| The Leisure Club |
A year ago this weekend, I received a call (somehow, with limited service, in the middle of Washington, surrounded by hippies, celebrating music at Sasquatch), that my soon to be roommates had found the perfect house! Three bedrooms, a kickass backyard and plenty of space for new memories to be made. I couldn't have been more excited, I mean really, when would I get another chance to live with two unbelievably awesome women? Summer 2013 was one for the books, including but not limited to the best "barbecue" little ol' Salt Lake had ever seen.
Yep, things were good. The fun just did not stop, there was no shortage of:
mermaid dance parties,
netflix binges,
marshmallow covered popcorn eating,
twerk sessions,
cry fests,
wine tastings,
clothes borrowing,
late night Hector's runs,
dirty dishes,
Trader Joe's products,
D.I. decor,
empty liquor bottles,
laughter,
love,
and life.
Funny how things come full circle. This weekend not only marks the one year anniversary of The Leisure Club but also marks the beginning of my new journey. While I'm definitely excited for the next "chapter" (if you will), I can't deny the sadness that wells up inside me every time I come home to our now barren walls. I learned a lot this past year and I owe a good majority of it to this house and the people who filled it up. Thanks for dealing with my weird cleaning habits, grumpy moods, countless naps and most of all just accepting me. It's moments like these that I'm grateful for the reminder that it isn't what's around me, but who.
So here's to our Junior year of college, a wonderful rollercoaster ride and the part of life that never fails to throw me for a loop. Change is hard but I sure am lucky to have spent a year with you two.
Let's show Senior year who's BOSS!
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| The Epic "Barbecue" |
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| Can't forget about Bid Party! |
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"But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing's changed at all." |
