Dear Future Roomies,
I seriously cannot wait to take on the ultimate sorority castle, the back house to all BSU frats, and what could possibly be considered a brothel in Muncie, Indiana with all six of you. Deciding to live in one of the few houses around campus that fits seven (seven girls I might add) would probably be a questionable decision to a lot of other people, but not me. I wouldn't want to ring in my junior year of college with anyone else.
Although we all wish for big, beautiful sorority houses like other campuses, our house on Beechwood will be even better. The fact that I never have to leave the house for a pre-game or a party (because I'm pretty sure seven is a party) makes our living situation a win win.
I can't wait to give Delta Chi a run for their money during tailgate and darty season, hopefully we can actually make it to the tailgate field. Our families are in for a rude awakening when they come visit Homecoming weekend. For us all to celebrate our 21st birthdays (personally scared for mine) and take on the bars like no one as ever seen. This probably will include drunkenly hitting on guys, getting shut down and then just dancing with each other, singing karaoke, very poorly. Glad home is only a few blocks away.
It'll be nice to have six other closets to shop in when I can't find anything to wear, lock your doors cause theres no longer a need to go to the mall and spend a ridiculous amount of money on a crop top. I can't wait to eat big, probably unhealthy family meals which will probably turn into a wine night almost every night of the week. Most importantly I'm just excited to live it up next year under the same roof as all of you.
Al, thanks for being a best friend and mom to me for the past two years. Can't wait to live with you for practically the third year in a row, can't believe you aren't sick of me yet.
Gabs, you're like the crazy hilarious, big sister I never had. Thanks for always letting me ride on your back and finding me hot formal dates.
Mags, thanks for cracking my ass up everyday and teaching me how to properly do that very important thing. I probably wouldn't survive my last few years of college without it.
Cat Daddy, can't wait to finally live with my twin and dance badly together while the rest of our friends twerk like professional dancers.
Nat, can't wait to bring a little bit of Canada's rachetness to Muncie and scope out all the cute boys, sorry Charlie(s).
Sarah, I can't wait to try and keep up with you while running next year and for the beach llama to make more appearances like it did on spring break.
I'm so lucky because I get to live with not only my sisters, but my other best friends in different sororities. Greek unity, what's better than that? Fraternity men are always welcome as well (athletes too). The house may not be in the best shape (thanks Phi Psi) and could be haunted by a ghost named Gretchen, but it'll be home because I'll be living with the people who made Ball State my home.
Love,
Maddi
