It's not every day when you find a new best friend. But that's exactly what I did when I went to Arizona State.

In my life, I've had four. A guy I met when I was maybe six months old in Dallas, a girl who lived five houses down from me when I moved to Houston in Kindergarten, a girl who was in my second grade class, and you.

Luckily, I'm still in contact with Elliot, Olivia and Brooke, so I'm not so worried about us drifting apart, even if I may be moving away.

I remember the first day we met, actually. It was on that stupid bus going to that Sparky freshman orientation, where we learned the fight song and tried to be louder than the business school when our major was called out by the Student Body President. That same day, we planned to go to the welcome concert together, and we were literally inseparable ever since.

You were the main reason why my freshman year was so wonderful. Between late night chats at sleepovers or laying in bed watching reality TV, I valued every moment with you.

You exposed me to a world I never knew even existed, or only saw on the television, and for that I will be forever grateful. You taught me that it's okay to speak my mind, or to stand up for myself, even if others may not always agree. You allowed me to grow into someone I always wanted to be, but never had the guts to initiate the change myself.

I'm not one to ever share emotions, and certainly not delve into issues, but you taught me that it's okay to be vulnerable and okay to feel weak. You exerted some type of beauty in acknowledging that you can't be strong all the time, and it inspired me. You have no idea how thankful I am for all our talks about boys and our futures.

You're beautiful, and strong-willed, and incredibly intelligent. Not only can you hold your own in any type of setting, but you're so talented. You more than anyone deserve the future you want, and I believe that you can achieve it. You change yourself for no one, and you never judge me when I come to you with a problem without a clear solution.

I remember that talk we had in my car, driving back from the sorority house to my apartment, when you pointed out that we were no longer talking about our high school lives, or silly freshman problems, but our futures. Who we want to be when we graduate, what we want to do five years from now, who we may end up marrying. We matured together, without even realizing it.

You changed me for the better, and for that, I am forever grateful for you being my best friend.