Dear Eddies,

I say "dear" on purpose. I can say this, because I have Eddie friends. Despite the fact that we like to complain about how much space you take when you move in hoards as sections through the hallways; that you fill the entire small caf or library for hours at a time; make the line in the small caf an unprecedented 30 minute wait to buy a simple bottle of apple juice (true story, happened to me yesterday); fill the Owl's Nest (when it isn't already taken over by random offices); make loud noises during your transitions from class to class during our honours seminars; get confused for the Concurrent Education students (do not make the mistake of confusing the two. It could prove socially fatal in a friendship); and talk excessively loudly about the student in your kindergarten class who eats his own snot, we do still have some form of affection for you.

Sometimes the stories you tell about your placements can be quite humorous to hear at random in the hallways; the bright bulletin boards you get to make as part of your assignment are incredibly creative and brighten our days; you're always laughing and happy when you travel in your packs; you get REALLY enthusiastic about things you are interested in; and, finally, you've been known to give me free baked goods at random.

Just know that you are an outlet for us to vent our frustrations and stress.

Sincerely,

Me.