By Deena BustilloThe Daily Northwestern

I hate endings. They usually come too fast, leave you hanging and there’s usually no way of ever getting any more – OK, so that’s why I hate movie endings, but still. These things totally apply to life. And my final year, quarter, week and night at the Daily office.

Now don’t get me wrong: I will relish every Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday night that I don’t have to traipse to Norris and deal with the myriad problems putting an issue of PLAY out each week entails. I won’t miss talking too loudly about my personal problems, thereby gaining an audience of disapproving jaw-drops from the people at Copy Desk. I won’t miss stressing that no one took the theater feature (or the sidebar) or the music feature, or even the cover story. Yes, it can get very, very ugly. But somehow we pull through.

So, I won’t miss those things that keep me up late(r) each night, yet I still secretly hate that this is ending. What will I complain about? Where am I going to go weeknights? I can only take $1 sliders at Merle’s on Tuesdays so many times. And what excuse do I have to come to Norris and buy overpriced apple gummies? It’s totally unclear.

Yet I take comfort in the fact that I share these plaguing questions with all the other PLAYers (gag, I know) who are leaving. Emmet Sullivan is retiring as my former ally, boss and assistant. Christina Amoroso is finally getting a reprieve from NU theater, and Oriana Schwindt is hanging up her hat as resident film editor turned helper in pretty much every department.

But, even more incredible is that our faithful seniors are finally outta here after five quarters. Laura Moore, who has never failed to make me snort out loud when I get her column (late!) each week, is graduating. My relationship with pop-culture has been changed forever. And Margo Scott, stellar sex columnist, has never failed to make the mom in me squirm, and the crazy college kid in me smile. Even though I just met these two ladies this quarter (oh the feats of e-mail), they are both truly amazing writers and spreaders of all things Hollywood and bedroom. They will be missed – not that they’re dead, just not here.

So, though I plan to leave this office screaming in ecstasy over my newly found life, I actually cringe to see it go. How else am I going to get so many people to read my whines each week?4

Medill junior Deena Bustillo is the PLAY editor. She can be reached at d-bustillo@northwestern.edu.