Dear Roomie,
These past eight months have been nothing short of amazing, and I owe it all to you. From supporting my new hobbies to consoling me at my lowest, you have always been there. You’ve helped me to grow as a person in ways you couldn't even imagine. To go from seeing you every day to not at all seems impossible.
To begin, I want to say, thank you. Thank you for always walking with me to get food, even when you weren't hungry. Thank you for listening to me complain for hours on end about the same stupid subject. Thank you for encouraging me when I just couldn't finish that 18-page paper. Thank you for sticking around, even after my mental breakdown mid-semester. Thank you for always laughing at my jokes, even when they aren't funny. Thank you for not judging me when I didn't shower for a gross amount of days. Thank you for putting up with me when I was feeling grumpy. Thank you for becoming my family away from home.
The memories we have created together are ones that I would not trade for the world. Though no one seems to understand them, our "That's What She Said" jokes will never get old. Our many failed attempts to find the perfect hiking spot always brought out the greatest stories. Our late night talks on sleepless nights are some of the funniest and heartfelt memories that I will never forget, and there is no one I'd rather drive to eat 'n park with at one in the morning to get the best eggs and home fries.
What I'm trying to say is, I'm really going to miss you. Though we will text every day and FaceTime when we can, it will be different. We will be four hours away from each other, in our own little worlds. I guess it will be kind of just like before we went to college, except I'll know that my best friend is 316 miles too far away. Here's to hoping these next four months will fly by. I'll see you in August.
XOXO,
Your Roomie





















