If you are anything like me, you came to college with pretty unrealistic dreams. All the movies you watched, books you read, and wonderful stories you heard from people you know made you think that having a roommate would actually be more like having a sister. If that is how freshman year turned out for you, you are one lucky girl. However, that isn’t the case for most of us.

I did not have a random roommate. I felt a lot more comfortable choosing the person I’d be spending the entire year living with. We met on the university Facebook page for the class of 2021 and started talking. As we began to get to know each other better, we decided that we could be a good roommate match. After waiting impatiently all summer long, move-in day finally rolled around. I had only met my roommate face-to-face one previous time before in a brief conversation at orientation. There were so many emotions in the air that day and meeting her was so exciting.

The first month flew by a lot faster than I expected! My roommate and I got along pretty well. We had a few minor conflicts like the times we went to sleep and woke up, but overall, we were great roommates. We talked constantly, we joked around and we even went out together sometimes. However, one crazy weekend changed that all.

You may think that everything is going well until suddenly it’s not. I’m here to tell you, that it’s ok. Everything won’t always work out the way you imagine. If your roommate isn’t your best friend, your life will go on. If you have to move four separate times this semester, you will eventually find where you are meant to be. You will make other friends and hopefully they will be friends that you have for the rest of your life.