Dearest Froomie(s),

As the school year ends and summer begins, I can't help but become both anxious and excited about the adventures that will be beginning for us starting in August. Even though we still don't know how we are going to fully decorate our future home, or who is going to actually cook something other than Easy Mac, I know we will be set in August when Syllabus week rolls in. I can't help but hope for these things in the year to come when I call you beautiful ladies my roommates:

1. I hope that if I ever ask if I should text that boy back you remind me not to be too clingy.

2. I hope if my outfit is ugly, or the boy has an ugly personality, you warn me... nicely.

3. I hope that if I can't find my sticky boobs when I need to wear that backless dress you let me borrow yours.

4. I hope I share my stuff with you as well and you call me out if I'm mooching too much off of yall's belongings.

5. I hope you still love me even after you notice how grumpy I can be in the mornings. I also hope you remember not to talk to me till I get my coffee.

6. I hope we can all be best friends and encourage each other when we most need it.

7. I hope we share roomie meals from time to time.

8. I hope we learn how to talk about our problems... even if some aren't actual problems.

9. I hope we come up with a cute name for our home aka the future location of all our pictures.

10. I hope we can one day actually get a cute picture.

11. I hope we learn from each others' strengths and weaknesses.

12. I hope at least some of y'all will stop your diets and get ice cream at 9 p.m. with me from time to time.

13. I hope we share laughs that make us cry, and conversations that challenge each of us.

There is something so beautiful about the thought of spending my nights watching "She's the Man" for the 624,822 time with you ladies, and watching the Bachelor together as if it were the Superbowl every Monday night. I can't wait to listen to you question about whether your response to the hot boy is clever enough; and I promise I will never get tired of hearing y'all talk about how attractive the kid in your Chemistry class is. I promise to love you unconditional even if you forget to take out the trash. However, most importantly, I promise to be there for life's biggest moments with you, and have dance parties to celebrate the good, and Ben and Jerry's to eat when we cry about the bad.

I hope we make many memories, have many adventures, and continue to push each other to be better friends and sisters. I can't wait for this August and to walk alongside with y'all through the craziness of college.

Lets do this thing froomies.