So people say you find your life long friends in college. I was lucky enough to find a girl I can call my best friend. And even better someone, who was willing to live with me. Willing to deal with all of my crap. From singing out loud at any time of the day to asking her if she wants to order Dominos at 1:30 a.m. on a Wednesday night.

It's not like she doesn't know what to expect from me, being that's she knows my every move before I make them, but it's still shocking that she is willing to deal with me 24/7 for the next two semesters in the same room (which is more like being in 6 by 6 box). My mom doesn't even want to be around me that much.

Having her be my roommate is probably one of the greatest things that could happen to me. I can now roll over and ask if she wants to get food instead of texting her or walking down four flights of stairs. I can borrow her clothes whenever I want to...(kidding). I have someone I can vent to at any moment of any day (even when she really doesn't wanna know about it). And I can have a sleep over every night.

The best part of rooming with your best friend is that I will always have someone who loves me to come "home" to, which is quite great actually. I get to see my best friend everyday and every night. And even when she get tired of me, annoyed by me or all of the above, I know she still loves me.

So this girl is my forever friend. My best friend. And if I could change meeting her, I wouldn't. She will forever be my person. And I look forward to living with her in our little box. I'm excited for the adventure, deep heart-to-heart conversations, late-night eating and everything in between.