Dear Bestie,

You know who you are. I call you multiple times a day, or at least, I try to, and tell you every little detail about what is going on here. I call you in the morning, the afternoon and even too late at night to know what is going on. You know when my roommate and I have random dance parties, you know when a friend gets on my nerves, you know when my weekend went as planned or didn’t. You are easily my sister from another mister and I love you to death. The only thing I don’t love is that you aren’t at school, my school, experiencing all these things right along with me (but if you were, chances are we wouldn’t have branched out and we would have become the awkward weird girls who only talk to each other).

I know your school is the right place for you and you love it, but wow does distance suck. The amount of times I find the perfect place to sneak in one of our inside jokes in a chat is ridiculous, considering you aren’t here to laugh at it and agree that I am hilarious. I miss our sarcastically mean banter and our crazy adventures. But most of all, I miss your dog. She is just too cute and way better than you.

Jokes aside, you are the Christina to my Meredith. And I simply don’t think we will ever go a week without talking, and I am so glad for that. Even as are lives start to move in different directions, it’s nice to see that we are still the same when together. We may not live very close, but we are just a Facetime or Skype call away from each other.