Sometimes, there’s more than just one family

Saying goodbye to the class of 2005

 

By Julia Knox

 

I just realized that the class of 2005, which includes some of my best friends, is graduating in two weeks. This is not a pleasant topic to think about.

 

So I did what I always do when I need to avoid thinking – watch TV. On this particular afternoon I enjoyed a fine marathon of Sex and the City: Season Two. In between yelling at Big and realizing I am the carbon copy of Miranda, I watched the episode “Shortcomings,” which deals with the problem of loving your boyfriend’s family, but not really liking your boyfriend.

 

The episode summary isn’t very important, as the episode won’t go down as one of the series’ most pivotal, or even funniest or most popular episode. But it does have one of my very favorite quotes at the end:

 

“The most important thing in life is your family. There are days you love them and days you don’t, but in the end they’re the people you always come home to...”

 

As I plan to visit my brother in D.C. this summer and pick out a college graduation card for my sister and get ready to return home for a summer with my parents, the quote rings true. My brother and I despised each other as children but now make an effort to spend at least a weekend together each semester (which is saying a lot, since he goes to school in Kentucky). My sister and I used to fight 24/7, but she’s now on my list of “Top People to Tell When Something Happens.” In high school I would have rather hung out at the local jail than stayed home with my parents. Now when I’m home, I’m 10 times more likely to spend the evening at home with my parents than go out with the majority of my high school friends (I can’t decide if this makes me or my high school friends lame).

 

As warm and touchy-feely as that is, I also have a second family: my Hollins family. These are the ones who save you from scary H-SC boys who are trying to get in your crevices, spend all-nighters with you in Pleasants with the constant break for a Sheetz run and fuel your procrastination habit by holding The O.C. marathons on Saturday afternoons.

 

These are the people I’m going to dread leaving for three months and the seniors I am going to beg not to graduate. While I’m super-excited about seeing my absolutely adorable puppy, a shih-tzu doesn’t really compare to someone who will help you and your roommate when you keep falling down that hill on the way back from the apartments after eight glasses of wine. It will take some time to get used to not going to El Rod’s every weekend, not constantly stopping by Apt. 105, not speaking in code with Brittany, and not being super sketchy with most of my BFFs.

 

It will be hard to come back in the fall without the class of 2005. Without Emily making me leave Pleasants to go to Bradley with her and rolling her eyes at my latest adventure, without Vivie IM-ing me weird cat links, without Heather and the rest of 105’s delicious punch and fabulous parties (since Lydia is the only one who can actually remember Mardi Gras, I’ll just have to assume from the pictures of all of us on tables that it was, in true Gwen Stefani style, b-a-n-a-n-a-a-s). I am uber-grateful that Hollins paid Lisa to stay, and therefore next semester will be spent in apt. 401 with the two of us (and our good pals Jack and Jim) watching movies, listening to music (especially her favorite, Travis Tritt) and talking about who we want to throw out the window.

 

And that’s why I love the Sex and the City quote so much. After Carrie declares the importance of family (see above), she then sees Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte in the coffee shop window and concludes:

 

“Sometimes it’s the family you’re born into. And sometimes, it’s the family you make for yourself.”        

 

 To the rest of the class of 2005, good luck in the real world. I’ll be back here at Hollins, praying they let me stay forever.

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