Dear Roomies,
As I am sitting in my room at home all alone, I am thinking about how amazing it is to live with three kick a** girls. I don’t tell you guys enough how thankful I am to have all of you in my life. You girls are what make it so hard for me to leave school at break. I love living with the three of you and can’t imagine a life where I chose my roommates differently.
With that in mind:
This one is for you. This is to acknowledge that your freshman year roommate is not the only one who helps shape you into who you are as a person. This is to thank all three of you for being the best roommates I could have ever asked for because who would have thought when we moved in together at the beginning of the year that we would end up spending 85% of our free time together?
Thanks for living with me and seeing me at my worst, but still loving me. Without you guys, I do not think I would have made it through half of the meltdowns that college decides I must have for some mystical reason. I never thought I would get so lucky with the friends I chose to live with. I wouldn’t want to watch SVU marathons with anyone else while sitting on the couch eating all of the junk food we can find.
SVU marathons lead to Netflix movie nights, which then lead to us laying on our couch for hours talking about everything and anything that is on our minds that day. We even motivate each other to go to the gym the next day so that we can feel good about ourselves when we go out that night. I love being each other’s biggest supporters in the smallest victories (i.e. deciding to actually go work out).
Sometimes we fight, but we get past it pretty quickly because we all realize, deep down, that being able to spend time together outweighs our stubborn personalities. We may have some of the biggest attitudes around, but it is all in good fun. I’m pretty sure that being snarky to your roommates is like a universal rule amongst all roommates everywhere. It’s just something that has to be done. I swear that it keeps us in line around other people.
Thank you all for being a shoulder to cry on when I am sad, but knowing when it is time to be brutally honest with me and tell me to move on. I know that we all believe strongly in the idea that the best medicine for being sad is having a good night out with your friends. We definitely stick by that rule (but that obviously comes after the night spent watching 80’s movies and eating pints of ice cream). Thanks for making my hair look nice and helping me with my makeup whenever we decide it is time to go out. The “my closet is your closet” policy is also pretty fun.
Whenever I am in need of a pick me up, I always go straight to our group text because I know y’all always have something amusing to say. It’s funny how close we have gotten in jus one short year of living together. I don’t think any of us were expecting it to be this great.
Okay. One last round of thank you’s is coming up real quick because I am just so lucky to have you three, so just deal with it. Thank you for picking me up from campus when I am desperate for a ride. Thank you for loving brunch just as much as I do. Thank you for getting dinner with me when I just do not have it in me to cook for myself. Thank you for giving me my space when I need it. Thank you for sharing your food with me when I am out and am too lazy to get in my car and drive to Kroger. And last but not least, thank you for being three of the best friends I could ever ask for and loving me even though you seriously see all of my flaws… on the regular.
So here’s to you roomies, because I could not have hit a bigger jackpot when it comes to who I live with. To many more fun times and nights spent watching Netflix together. I’m pretty sure the next three semesters will go as great as this past one has. I just don’t know how we’ll ever be able to say good-bye.
Love you always. XoXo
