Dorms, Over and Out.

Good-bye constant noise. Good-bye person who always cooks bacon and the one who always burns toast. Good-bye couple upstairs who drops marbles and has sex all the time. Good-bye smell of beer and urine and rotten vegetables. Good-bye late night doughnut and coffee runs that have successfully given me birthing hips. Good-bye paying 3$ for a load of laundry, and having a smoke alarm that goes off when I use a blowdryer. Good-bye to not having an oven but a toaster that takes 10 minutes to brown a piece of bread. Good-bye to having Dollar Draft Mondays, Martoonie Tuesdays, 25 cent Highball Thursdays, and naseaus weekends. Good-bye to the bums in the tire yard who fight over the big spacious tires to sleep in. Good-bye to having one next door neighbour who makes great crepes, and the one who always appears to be eating tuna. Good-bye person who walks in high heels through the halls at 2 in the morning. Good-bye dorms, good-bye!

Until next year.