Everyone knows that college is one of the most stressful times of your life. Bigger classes, a bigger workload, and just the pure thought of college itself are enough to cause your face to break out from stress. One thing they won't tell you that can also stress you out is your roommate. Sometimes you get paired with a random roommate and sometimes you get lucky. As for me, I got lucky my second semester as a freshman. I get to room with someone from my hometown.
Rooming with someone from home is one of the best things you can do in college. It is like taking a little piece of home with you while you're gone. You might not get to go home every weekend, but sometimes college feels like home when you are with your roommate.
Living with someone from home, you can both catch up on high school and hometown drama. You have someone to talk about those things with. If you were to talk to a friend that was from a different state, they would have no idea what you are talking about and probably wouldn't care.
Another good thing is that they already know you. Yeah, you will meet people in college and make new friends, but at the end of the day you don't want to break in someone new. It is nice to go into your dorm room at night and have someone that knows your quirks. My roommate knows what makes me mad, sad, and angry. She also knows how to cheer me up.
I am so thankful every day that I ended up with someone I went to high school with. Someone I didn't have to "break in," so to speak. She knew me. She knows that I don't go to bed early, and she knows that certain topics make me angry.
It is nice to have someone that you know to have nightly talks with. Someone who knows your past, so you don't have to explain it before you get to the new story. The one that has to do with your past, but had recently happened. You already have inside jokes with this person. They don't mind staying up late with you to have heart to hearts.
We can joke about parts of our lives that other people would probably be sensitive about. The best part: I can be myself. Usually around new people we aren't who we really are; we try to be someone that they will like, but I don't have to do that around her.
So to my roommate: Thank you for knowing me so well. You might not like me all the time, and that's OK. Thank you for going on late night drives with me, and letting me talk about boys most of the time. Thank you for everything that you do, and for being the best roommate I have had so far.