To My Roommate

To My Roommate

I owe you my life and then some.

One of the scariest parts about coming to college (at least for me) was the thought of sharing my bedroom with another person. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy spending time with family and friends, however the fact that I would not have a safe haven to escape to that I could call only mine sounded less than inviting. Little did I know how different the reality would be.

Coming to college is an experience unlike any other, and despite all my dread, I truly cannot imagine surviving this year without my roommate by my side. Through all the ups and downs, highs and lows, good and bad, a roommate is there to listen to you vent about (whether she wants to or not) and experience it all with you.

So, to my roommate: there are a laundry list of things you deserve to be thanked for, and if I tried to name them all I would likely be typing this until we return in August (well that is an idea of some possible way to occupy myself for the next four months). However, as we embark on our last week in this 4x4 room and I am searching for any possible means of procrastination, I will attempt to tackle a few of the things I owe you thanks for.

Thank you for turning a blind eye to the non-stop flow of tears the first week of school. We were just getting to know each other, and still embarrassed to own up to the fact that college felt a little bit like what I would imagine hell feels like (chest pains, overwhelmingly high temperatures, non-stop sweat [courtesy of Syracuse University’s lack of fans ANYWHERE], and isolation). But thank you for acting like you didn’t know I was crying and not judging me for it.

Thank you for accompanying me to the dining hall when we could barely even find it, and not judging when all I could bring myself to eat was cereal, but never skipping out on the warm dining hall cookies.

Thank you for sitting in the library with me, and giving me a distraction from work that was full of too many laughs to even feel guilty about the procrastination. Thank you for not kicking me out after the thousand-and-tenth time I recited the first amendment and not judging when I spent the hours I should have been studying singing Hamilton and crying over Derek Shepherd’s death for the 100th time.

Thank you for encouraging me to go out, even when I didn't want to. In the moment I probably yelled at you, but in the end the memories are irreplaceable. These are the best days of our lives, and they are numbered: thank you for helping me embrace them.

Thank you for not judging when I chose to stay in, but rather joining me. The pajama sets, popcorn, and Netflix marathons are just what I needed on those cold and snowy nights in the middle of the winter when the thought of moving from under the covers sounded about as appealing as calculus (that is: entirely unappealing).

Thank you for crafting all my texts, listening to me reread them 20 times, then forcing me to send them despite extreme protest. I literally do not know how you put up with this for an entire year because I even annoy myself, so to this I simply thank you for your patience and lack of murderous tendencies.

Thank you for not kicking me out after I have so much laundry the closet door can't close and then again not kicking me out when the drying rack completely overtakes the room and then again when not kicking me out when I run out of tide pods and have to borrow yours.

Thank you for talking me out of buying a room in a hotel when the walk home at night was too long and cold, and talking me out of eating two calzones at 2 in the morning, and talking me out of texting him back, and talking me out of wearing that outfit, and applying my make-up for every important event ever I need to attend, and all the trillers, and for endless photoshoots, and listening (or at least pretending to) when I tell you all about how "unfair my teachers are" and "annoying this class is."

Thank you for being my friend, mother, doctor, teacher, psychologist, sister, and best friend. Thank you for making our cubicle of a room feel like home. Thank you for making the thought of coming home for the summer to a room in which I need to inhabit alone feel so sad. Thank you for making saying goodbye for the summer so hard.

I miss you already.

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17 Empowering Bible Verses For Women

You go, girl.

We all have those days where we let the negative thoughts that we're "not good enough," "not pretty enough" or "not smart enough" invade our minds. It's easy to lose hope in these situations and to feel like it would be easier to just give up. However, the Bible reminds us that these things that we tell ourselves are not true and it gives us the affirmations that we need. Let these verses give you the power and motivation that you're lacking.

1. Proverbs 31:25

"She is clothed with strength and dignity and she laughs without fear of the future."

2. Psalm 46:5

"God is within her, she will not fall."

3. Luke 1:45

"Blessed is she who believed that the Lord would fulfill His promises to her."

4. Proverbs 31:17

"She is energetic and strong, a hard worker."

5. Psalm 28:7

"The Lord is my strength and my shield."

6. Proverbs 11:16

"A gracious woman gains respect, but ruthless men gain only wealth."

7. Joshua 1:9

"Be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."

8. Proverbs 31:30

"Charm is deceptive, and beauty does not last; but a woman who fears the Lord will be greatly praised."

9. 1 Corinthians 15:10

"By the grace of God, I am what I am."

10. Proverbs 31:26

"When she speaks, her words are wise, and she gives instructions with kindness."

11. Psalm 139:14

"I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made."

12. 1 Peter 3:3-4

"Don't be concerned about the outward beauty of fancy hairstyles, expensive jewelry, or beautiful clothes. You should clothe yourselves instead with the beauty that comes from within, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is so precious to God."

13. Colossians 2:10

"And in Christ you have been brought to fullness."

14. 2 Timothy 1:7

"For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline."

15. Jeremiah 29:11

"'For I know the plans I have for you,' says the Lord. 'They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.'"

16. Exodus 14:14

"The Lord himself will fight for you. Just stay calm."

17. Song of Songs 4:7

"You are altogether beautiful, my darling, beautiful in every way."

Next time you're feeling discouraged or weak, come back to these verses and use them to give you the strength and power that you need to conquer your battles.

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Shoutout To My Parents For Giving Me My Best Friend In The Form Of A Younger Brother

He's not as bad as I first anticipated.


This is a story about my best friend.

I was lucky enough to have a built-in bestie from the day he came home with my parents and I immediately questioned who they stole the "creature" from.

My brother's name is Andrew and he and I have always had a catty but close relationship, which has developed into something I wouldn't trade for the world.

When we were younger we were the most jocular kids you could find and spent our days running around with our school friends shooting each other with nerf guns, hiding in every corner to leap out and give the other a heart attack.

We would hang out for hours until someone antagonized the other (Andrew was always the trouble maker) and yelled for our mom to intervene, or took out our ager by practicing our yellow belt karate skills on each other until our fake punches got to be too much and we would die laughing.

I never realized how special my relationship with my brother was until I heard how my friends talked out their siblings. My friends would endlessly complain about how much they hated their brother or sister and wished they were never born; and me, being who I am, would be shocked that they used the h-word, and tell them that they must still love them which they would relentlessly deny.

Seeing these failing relationships taught me to cherish what my brother and I have, and that is honestly the most important responsibility, and gift, I could've ever been given.

Looking back, the best childhood memories I have include him, and I wouldn't have it any other way. From founding the science club (his closet that we would do experiments in, and give our friends golf balls with their name on it as a key), to sledding down a three-foot hill in our neighbor's backyard for hours, to surfing and boogie boarding until we turned to prunes, to the endless games of HORSE we played (I don't understand how I'm still terrible at basketball), he's been with me.

Since then, our relationship has blossomed into much more than snow wrestling and movie binging; now as an adult, coming home from college is the most stress relieving and exciting time, because I know I get to hang out with my brother and talk about the most obscure things until he makes me get out of his room (because teenage angst, you know!!).

Thankfully, the required familial love has turned into a never-ending love for my best friend and little brother, and I can't wait to keep growing up side by side and to see what the world has in store for us.

ANDDDD HE'S 17 (as of the 15th)

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