An Open Letter To My Freshman Year Roommate
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An Open Letter To My Freshman Year Roommate

To The Hero To My Zero

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An Open Letter To My Freshman Year Roommate
Libby Frazier

Dear roommate,

Honestly? I went into college terrified that we wouldn't like each other or that at some point we would get sick of each other. Granted, it's only three weeks in, but we have bonded so much.

We have the best time ever. I don't know what to do with you half the time, what with taping nail polish remover covered cotton balls on your fingers, or simply touching my head awkwardly to wish me luck on me day. However, I couldn't have asked for a better first roommate.

So many people have horror stories about their first roommate, but I don't think I'm going to have any. Except for that awkward spooning encounter...but we can brush over that. So many of our friends have told us that we basically have the same personality, and if I'm honest, they're right.

I will forever cherish belting "Zero to Hero," "I Will Always Love You," and any other Disney show tune that comes on. In all honesty, I'll always cherish YOU. Being your roommate has been the highlight of college so far.

Here's to more self loathing movie nights, cleaning days, alarm making, and serenading our RA. I can't wait to request you again.

All the love,

Your Freshman Year Roommate

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