When I was getting ready to head to college, everyone was telling me how great it was going to be, that I was going to make friends and memories that would last a lifetime. I always responded to them saying I already have the greatest best friends a girl could ask for. Also, I was worried I already reached my maximum of lifetime friends. However I was worried for nothing because in no time at all, I found two wonderful people that became two of my best friends. One was my best friend Jessi, who I met by chance and we have been friends ever since and I love her like a sister. The other I invited to hang out with Jessi and I at Welcome Weekend and we naturally stayed friends. Her name was Deanna and she soon became a very good friend of mine. We mainly seen each other at dinner or lunch. When we saw each other, we would always ask about the classes we had that day. I felt bad for her because she had late classes and she felt bad for me that I had early morning classes. I would also vent to her about the issues I would have with my roommates, since I ended up moving twice my freshman year. Meaning I haven’t had much luck when it came to roommates and I thought that was going to be my fate when I was going into my sophomore year but luckily I was wrong. I didn’t get a roommate, I got my friend Deanna!

It was by total fate that we got paired together because we both told each other that we didn’t want to room with friends because we didn’t want something to ruin the friendship. So when we saw that we got put together we texted each other and asked if the other was okay with it. If she wasn’t okay with it I was going to switch out because I would rather have her as a friend and be stuck with a bad roommate than room with her and lose her as a friend. After getting advice from our moms and promising to talk out problems, we decided to just see how it was going to go. Now one semester later I’m happy we stayed roommates.

We skyped a lot leading up to the fall semester and we told each other about the stuff we didn’t say before, like sleep schedules, class schedules, music volume preference, and other things a roommate would need to know. It turned out that we were a lot alike! As the weeks of the semester went by she slowly became one of my favorite people and my best friend. She understands me better than most people, not only about school but also just life in general. She can tell when I’m just tired or if I’m really upset, and either way she will suggest we watch Netflix or go to bed a little early. I used to be jealous of people with great roommates that hang out with each other but now I’m not because I got one of the best. I look out for her also and we always ask each other if we are okay if the other is acting out of the ordinary. I would pick a night of coloring and watching Bob’s Burgers with her than going out partying any day. She and I always talk or vent about our day before falling asleep and I tell her everything because I don’t worry that she will judge me. When my best friend died, one of the people I wanted to see was Deanna. When she came back from the photo lab that night, our SRA told her because I couldn’t say the words, and Deanna just made one of her sad sounds and hugged me. If I didn’t have her, that night would have been a million times harder than it already was.

We did everything the typical roommates do. We did our laundry together, washed the dishes and cleaned our fish’s tank together. We entered the door decorating contest and we actually won for most unique! Whenever something good or bad happened, like when I was named president of MCASA, I wanted to tell Deanna. When I was showing her my collection of stuffed diseases and my postcard collection she got so excited when I told her I went to a museum that her aunt works at. We both thought it was so cool and planned to go together during a break. My family loves her and thinks she is one of the politest, sweetest, imaginative girls they know.

Here’s to another great semester with you “Feinstien”! (It wouldn’t be an article about you if I didn’t call you by your nickname that you hate) love you.

Your pain in the butt/roommate/Netflix watching buddy,

Jasmine