To the friends I made in my first year of College,
When I first drove through the opening entrance of our school, it hit me all at once. I had reached the first step of leaving home. I was leaving everything I knew in my rear-view mirror and was ready to start a life somewhere new. I never thought I would make better friends than the ones I had at home, but you proved that a girl could never have too many best friends. I just wanted to take the time to thank you for making the process so much easier.
Thank you for the endless laughs and stupid inside jokes. I probably added many years on to my life with all the laughing I did with you.
Thank you for accepting my weirdness and putting up with my crazy habits. Like let’s be real, we’re all weird in one way or another. But I became so close to you and we came together in mutual weirdness and I honestly couldn’t be happier.
Thank you for being my shoulder to lean on. When things got tough for me while I was away from home, I knew I could always turn to you for comfort.
Thank you for motivating me to get off my butt and go to the gym. If you weren’t there, I would no doubt be knee deep into yet another series on Netflix and cardio would be nonexistent from my life. And speaking of Netflix, thank you for always watching movies and shows with me at all hours of the day and night. I wouldn’t want to get excited over Gossip Girl with anyone else.
Thank you for the many impromptu adventures. Whether is was a night in the city, running across campus in the middle of the night to get mozzarella sticks, or running down the beach after curfew; it made for some kind of crazy memory that I will never forget.
Thank you for making my phone run out of storage from all of the pictures we took over the year. From every weird selfie to the Instagram worthy pictures, I could never delete any of them.
Lastly, thank you for being my home away from home. While I started fresh at a new school, I found a home in the friendships I made with you. After seeing you non stop for nine months, leaving for the summer was the weirdest feeling in the world. But when we move back in, I know it’ll be like nothing changed.
Until September comes around, I miss you and I look forward to many more late nights dancing to throwback music, burning more popcorn, and drinking chai lattes with you.




















