My dearest 'frenemy,'
It has been almost a year since we chose our colleges and realized that the next four years of our lives will be drastically different than the last four. Some main differences? We won't be cheering for the same team at football games anymore. We won't be repping the same school, and we will be taking classes about an hour drive away from each other, not in the high school classroom next door. Not only are we attending different colleges, but we are going to rival colleges. So does that mean we are going to start hating each other? Maybe, but more than likely it means that we are going to continue our wonderfully fun and close relationship, with a new hint of competition.
Being best friends turned rivals means constantly trying to one-up each other about our schools. Sure, you have marble stairs leading up to your dorm, but I have lime green ones. So who's the real winner here? Also, getting to visit each other at our rival schools is always a good time. We get to show each other our new friends, the best places to eat, and the graffiti under the bridge that says some not-so-nice things about your university. Remember that time when I showed up to Ann Arbor dressed head to toe in Spartan gear? Thanks for not letting me get beat up. You're a true friend.
Also, having a rival friend like you means swallowing our pride and occasionally rooting for each other's team when a big game is on. Thanks for consoling me (instead of making fun of me) when MSU didn't do so hot in the Cotton Bowl. My team may have taken the L, but your friendship is a constant W.
But above all else, thank you for always being there for me without having to be here at all. From seeing you everyday in the high school hallway to seeing you once a month if we're lucky, staying in touch with you has been what keeps me sane. Knowing you're just a phone call away can make any lonely night a million times better. I love getting to hear about your embarrassing moment of the day, new boys and new friends (as long as they're not cooler than me!). And whenever we go back home for breaks, it's like nothing has changed. We don't hang out as a Spartan and a Wolverine, but rather life-long friends.
Now we have less than a semester until we can go back to seeing each other every day instead of just on Snapchat. This summer will be three months filled with more concerts, more sleepovers, and more memories before we have to go our separate ways again. But for the next few months until that happens, there is always an open spot on my futon with your name on it!
