To My Amazing Roommate,

When I first moved into my dorm, I had this idea that my roommates and I would be lifelong friends. I blame all of the cheesy early 2000's movies I watched, because the college roommates in those movies always got along.

As you know, that's definitely not the relationship I had with my first set of roommates. They were less than spectacular, but when I moved in with you I finally got the kind of roommate every girl dreams of having in college.

I'm so thankful I can live with someone that supports me in everything I do. Whether it's supporting my career path or the crazy things I do in school, you push me to be the best version of myself and you make sure I get my stuff done. You support my makeup obsession and my love home decor.

I know I can be a handful sometimes and my obsessive tendencies about the dishes is probably very annoying. But you love me anyways. The nights when both of us are home and we can just watch movies together and catch up are nights that I'll always remember.

Thank you for helping with me through my heart break and making sure I always know that I'm better than some boy who doesn't want me. There are times when I think I'm fine and then all of a sudden the pain hits me like a bus. But you're always there to help me and remind me that I'm better off without him. And sometimes you yell at me for even mentioning him because you know I need to hear it.

Thank you for going on random shopping adventures with me and always being up to share a pizza with me. Let's face it, college sucks and there are those nights when all you want is pizza. Even at 3:00 in the morning. You support my 3am pizza needs and that's a special quality.

Thank you for taking care of me when I'm sick and for making sure I always go to class/work. Despite my love for sleep. Thank you for embracing my love of not wearing pants and for only laughing at me for a little bit when you come home to me in an outrageous face mask.

Thank you for watching hours of Say Yes To The Dress and Jersey Shore with me and loving every minute of it. Thank you for sharing my love of throwback music and dancing with me to Jesse McCartney on a Tuesday night instead of doing our homework (which we usually regret later but it's too much fun not to do).

I never had a sister but living with you feels like I finally got one, as disgustingly lame as that sounds. We get on each others nerves, no doubt, but we have one hell of a time together and that's what having a roommate is supposed to be like.