An Open Letter To My New Friends In College,
Well little did I think that you 6 people could even come close to my best friend’s back home. After the awkward and forced conversations at freshmen orientation I learned that making new friends is not a bad thing. When you move into your dorm and learn the familiar faces of the girls in your hall, you realize that this is your new home and these are your new friends.
The craziest thing is that we all come from different places; Rhode Island, New York and even Mass. but we act as though we were neighborhood best friends who grew up together. After the first 3 weeks, it soon began to feel like we have known each other for years! Learning each other’s strengths, weaknesses, phobias and even some insane obsessions (yes, even the Penguins).
I’ve never felt so close to these six people as I do now. Of course I still have my Best Friends back home but these six girls are like my home away from home. Everyone looks forward to break to go home but what they don’t tell you is that home is no longer a place but it is only a feeling. You never feel more comfortable in your childhood home but you feel like you leave a piece of yourself in that 4X4 dorm room that is always occupied by those same six girls.
So when you leave to go home remember that you always have two sets of friends to keep you sane wherever you go!
Love Always,
Your New College Friend
