Dear roomie,
I can’t even begin to explain to you how much you have meant to me these past two years. Transitioning into this new crazy environment that we call college was so much easier with you by my side. We went from total strangers to best friends and perfect roommates in just 4 semesters. But now we know, going into our third year at college, it’s time for us to part ways. We are officially breaking up.
This relationship did not start off so great. Before we even met each other, we both decided that we were going to hate each other and that freshman year was going to suck. I took one look at your profile picture of you on a horse in your prom dress and decided that you were going to be too girly and stuck up for me. You took a look at my most recent Instagram post of my fifth tattoo and you decided that I was a druggie and that I was going to bring weird things into our room. However, about a week into classes we finally realized that our ideas of each other were completely off. We actually complemented each other quite well.
Through the hall freshman year, it was actually a joke about how close we were. We were the “ultimate roomies”. Our RA even sniped us sitting next to each other—as always—during a hall meeting.
It’s actually scary how much time we spent together last year. We went to at least one meal together a day and were together all night. We spent our weekends watching Netflix—on separate computers, and watching different shows—laughing out loud and explaining what just happened in the show we were watching… You were usually watching Friends, and I was usually watching Bob’s Burgers. You were my rock last year. We went through some pretty tough things together. The transition into college paired with home sickness and breakups took a huge toll on our mental state. But we were there for each other… through it all: the breakups, the rebounds, the hookups gone wrong, the social anxiety, the flu… everything.
But let’s fast forward to now… second semester sophomore year. We’re almost halfway done with our college career and we have finally started finding where we fit in the Allegheny community. You joined the equestrian team and I was so proud when you made it. I’m on the executive board for Overkill and it was one of the best moments of my life. You’re moving on… I’m moving on. Our interests are different now. We still have things in common, but at this point there’s also a lot that we don’t.
Moving out this year is going to be harder than last year, because I know I won’t be coming back to you come August. Also, we have so many shared custody items… what are we going to do about that? For example, we had the unrealistic expectation freshman year that we would live together through senior year so we decided to fill a handle with memories we had made throughout the years and had the grand idea that we would break it open senior year and reminisce with each other over every single one… who gets to keep that in their room? Will we continue our memory making? Will we just throw it away… what happens next? I guess that’s all college is though. It’s just a big “What’s next?”
However, if there’s one thing I DO know, it’s that I would not have made it through freshman year without you. I can’t thank you enough for all the things you did to help me through that first rough year, but just know that it was much appreciated. This isn’t a goodbye. We still have two more years, and I know we’ll cross paths and make dinner dates like we always do, but it just won’t be the same.
