To My First Roommate,
From the early, uncomfortable days of freshman year to today, we've been through it all. Coming into college I didn't think I would get lucky enough to be placed with someone who'd become one of my best friends and favorite teammates. It's awesome to live with someone who shares the same passion for cross country that I do. Not only do we run together we also complain about practices and being asthmatic together. I guess you could say we're the perfect pair.
Like all freshman on move in day I was skeptical of the strange girl who slept on the bed five feet from mine. But you turned out to be as crazy as me and I wouldn't trade all the night runs or the roommate adventures for anything.
Sophomore and Junior year are both kind of a blur. Everything was the same from the building to the room we live in. The only exception is our friendship, in the last three years we have had plenty of ups and downs. But I know, no matter how much we may "hate" each other, we still have each other's backs.
I want to say thank you for putting up with all of my nonsense. I wouldn't want to live with me so I'm glad that you do. I love the countless Dunkin' dates and all our crazy antics. I hope to make these last few semesters the best ones yet. But on the real, how'd we get so lucky to be placed with each other? Let alone go all of our college careers together?
From your one and only roomie,
Michaela





















