Living with people can be a nightmare. Sometimes, however, it ends up being a beautiful disaster. This is a bit of a nontraditional thank you to my suitemates, who have made this semester one to remember.

To my suitemates,

Last year, we decided this would be a good idea. I don't know why.

Maybe we thought we'd be able to get work done in our rooms. We should've known better. Every night, it seems like someone (me) is being locked in the bathroom or someone else is putting on Netflix and distracting everyone else. There are days when we should probably be doing something just a bit more productive. I'm not really complaining, though.

Even though we live together, there are many days where it feels like we aren't living together at all. Our schedules almost never align. But at the end of the day, I know I can come home to not only your shenanigans, but your support.

We have been through some fun times, but some really tough ones, too. Thank you for being there to listen to me talk about my night at work, or to talk about my academic struggles. I want you guys to know that I'll always be there, too, if you need me.

I know that I can be annoying sometimes, but thanks for never making me feel unwanted or unloved. Thanks for making our suite feel so welcoming, especially to our guests who might be a little bit intimidated by the liveliness and craziness of our suite.

I can't wait to see what spring semester has in store.

Sincerely,

Your favorite suitemate