Dear Future Roommate,

I cannot believe that we start college at the end of this month. It feels like just yesterday I was stressing over turning college applications in on time. Now here we are, at the beginning of August, and I'm about to move into a dorm and have my first roommate ever.

First off, I am super excited to meet you. I know we've texted endlessly ever since we've found out that we're going to be roommates, but it won't compare to seeing you in person on move-in day.

I guess one of the things you should know about me is I'm kind of a sappy person. I hope we have that perfect friendship where we become best friends within days. I hope that we stay up until 2 a.m. chatting about all the good things in our lives or venting about that calculus test the whole class failed. I hope that we can gush over the cute boy that lives down the hall. I hope that I'm the person that you call at midnight when your whole day was terrible because I'll take you out for ice cream and we can binge-watch Netflix until the day is better. I hope that you'll be the Monica to my Rachel, the Thelma to my Louise, the Tom to my Jerry, the Sherlock to my Watson, the Daphne to my Velma (all right, I think you get it). And most importantly, I hope you enjoy pizza as much as I do, because if Pizza Hut delivers to the dorm, I'll be ordering it much too often (cheese with pineapple and bacon).

Freshman year is going to be a big transition, but I know it'll be easier with you as my roommate. I hope that you're as excited as I am and that we can take on this crazy adventure people call freshman year.

Here's to a fantastic year in Suite 404.

Sincerely,

You New Roommate