Here it is;
Moving out day, sad times! Sat in my room writing this blog post for the last time. Looking around now my room looks completely empty, and somehow it almost seems smaller. It's strange to think that there have been so many memories in this room. Many tears, laughs, hugs, tv moments, getting ready for a night out, love, fun etc. 


I remember the day after moving in here, and waking up in this room thinking "wow, I'm actually at university", which still hasn't really sunk in! I also remember waking up and thinking "where the hell am I?" Of course, my flat mates are what have made my time at halls special. 


When moving in, I was incredibly worried I wouldn't get on with anyone, or people wouldn't like me. I was wondering if I would be stuck in my room for the next year, not having anyone to talk too. But it turns out I was completely wrong. We've all been incredibly lucky, we all get on well, there hasn't been a single argument. Now I know that i've made friends for life, something which seems incredibly special for me. 


Even though this chapter of my life ends today, I take forward all the memories and the good times which have happened within this flat. It's been an experience and a half, and even though I will miss halls more than anything, I'm ready to give up my room to the next person who'll be moving in shortly. Living in a house will seem much more personal, and it's a new chapter in life which I get to experience.


So here's to court 14, apartment 14. The best year of my life, and it all happened within this building. I love halls, I love this flat and I love my room, especially my shower and bed!