An open letter to My Duhawk sibling
I have never really expressed how much I like being a Duhawk with you. Even though at times it can be a pain, there are so many things that I appreciate about us going to the same college. We’ve been in a class together, shared books, share a car, and now we live on the same street. I know we’ve had our fair share of fights and disagreements, but choosing to follow you to Loras was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. I don’t think I say it often enough, so I’m writing this letter to say thank you.
Thank you for driving when we road trip to and from school, and for letting me pick the music. Your approval of my music taste is secretly a little accomplishment of mine. Thank you for helping me move in and out of dorms and houses. Thank you for suggesting teachers to take classes with. Thank you for telling me which classes are the easiest and hardest. Thank you for always supporting me when I told you what clubs I wanted to join or what events I wanted to attend. Thank you for not judging me for my major, no matter how many people say it’s ‘pointless’ and ‘impractical’. Thank you for hanging out with me when I feel down. Thank you for letting me come over and nap in your bed. Thank you for being weird with me and for never letting me dance alone.
Thank you for introducing me to your friends, and for not telling them embarrassing stories about my childhood. Thank you for the nights you invited me out, and thank you for the nights you advised me to stay in. There are lots of times I can remember when you were right in saying, “Don’t go to that party tonight, it’ll get busted. I can feel it.” Thank you for watching out for me, even at times when I don’t appreciate it. Thank you for pulling me away from that guy at that party that one time, because you heard he was bad news. As much as I seethed and said, “Thanks MOM,” I eventually learned that you were right: that guy was bad news. Thank you for filling in the parts of the night before that I may not remember, and for not judging my wild antics. Thank you for going with me on midnight Taco Bell runs for Doritos Locos Tacos and Baja Blasts. Thank you for going with me on Saturday morning McDonalds for large orange Hi-Cs and hash browns.
Thank you for understanding me when I say stuff like, I’m leaving the Pod and stopping by the ACC on my way to the AWC and after dinner I’m going to the ARCE to get on insideLoras (Communication would be impossible if we went to different colleges). Thank you for perusing the bookstore with me and for letting me splurge on the adorable new Loras apparel. Thank you for going to the café with me when I was a little baby freshman afraid of eating alone.
Most of all, thank you for sharing Loras with me.