Dear Best Friend,

I sit here and write this with you 12 feet from me and we are struggling to pin point exactly when we became best friends. Was it the First Generation Early College Weekend when watched Q-Brothers perform Verona College Prep? Was it when we sat on the lawn and listened to Dueling Pianos? Was it from going to Campus Activities Board meetings weekly? Perhaps it was when we weren't being included but not quite blatantly excluding by our "friends." We may never know but that is okay because however we managed to become best friends. I could not imagine how freshman year might have spanned out without you.

We have spent many late nights doing homework or watching movies together, and those nights have helped form some of the best memories. We have come to realize the later we stay up the things we say get weirder and that is just us. We have our weirdness and we embrace it.

In Spring 2016, we rushed Delta Zeta. You were initially waiting until the fall semester, but given the opportunity, you ran with it and rushed with me. Had you waited, we could have had the chance to be Big and Little, but we would not have been roommates. I think we can both agree we enjoy and prefer the situation we are in now as to what might have been.

Right from the start, it seems like this year will be a good year and I have my best friend and sister beside me through it all. Here's to the late nights, the bad puns, the dinner and a movie with homework, the what else could possibly go wrong, the how did that work, and most of all here's to you and I.

With all the Love,

Your Roommate, Best Friend and DZ Sister