Dear Roomie,

Also known as best friend, mom, or alarm clock... I could never thank you enough for this past year. We made more memories than I can count, and I told you more secrets than I have ever told anyone (partly because there really are no secrets in room 335). I never got the opportunity to tell you just how much you mean to me before our 273 days together were up.

The first day we moved into the big, scary freshman dorm together in our college shirts and extra cheesy smiles will forever be one of the best days of my life. It brought me you. You came with half the closet and twice the desk organizers, and thank god you did. (P.S. thanks for sharing your closet.) I never knew I would become best friends with someone who was the complete opposite of me. Your opinions, ideas, and overall being is so different from anyone I have ever met. You taught me so many life (and math) lessons, and I hope I returned the favor in some way. You picked up my slack when I didn't have time to vacuum the floor or created a massive pile of clothes on our futon and even that time I had to go to a sorority event and you finished my math homework for me.

You woke me up for my 8 a.m.'s and brought me food when I was too tired to walk to the Union. You watched The Notebook with me that one time I was really sad, and you even went with me to get ice cream while I sported a onesie with cats on it. You took care of me when I was sick more times than I can count and always encouraged me to rally the next night. We threw the best dorm parties known to man, and you were always down to go sledding at midnight and then eat endless wings/fries after.

Let's not forget the weird boyfriends, crushes, and occasional infatuations we went through. Sometimes I honestly don't know where I would be without you (especially after bf #2). At the end of the day, I alwaysknew I could tell you anything about how I was feeling. After a few well-deserved jokes, you accepted me with open arms. We made each other cry (for very different reasons), and we learned how to respect one another. Looking back on our year together, I can't even remember the fights we got into, only the six hours we would spend together afterwards laughing about it.

We were such different people, and I think that's why we worked out so well. We both were hard-headed, but we knew no fight would ever be worth this friendship. You truly became a sister to me; your family became mine, we shared everything, and I learned how to be a sister in return. You and I created the dream team of roommates, unstoppable in our fun times and weird traditions.

Roomie, together, we made it. Together, we figured out this big, scary college life. And I can say without a shadow of a doubt, you have had a lasting impact on my life, and for that, I will always be grateful.

Love,

Your Forever Roommate