When I first came to college, I didn’t realize I would find my best friend and bridesmaid.
Yes, you’re already invited to my imaginary wedding. Which, if according to plan, will happen in approximately four years, so we should probably start working on our wedding bods now.
From setting ridiculously unattainable goals to showing the world that we are absolutely invincible, you’ve been my person. And for all the times I’ve been down, you gave me the advice I needed and you knew just what to say because you’ve been there before. I truly hope you know how grateful I am for all the times you picked me back up.
Thank you for listening to me rant over the same story a million times even though we already had a full and final discussion over it. Sorry, but I just can’t help myself. Thank you for letting me creep off of your phone because it would be socially unacceptable for me to add that person to my friends list. Thank you for knowing all the bouncers and letting me slide in right past you when they aren’t paying attention. Thank you for introducing me to all the people you met on campus before I even started my first day of classes. Thank you for stopping me from sending texts, snapchats and DM’S that you know I would regret in the morning. But also, thank you for letting me send those texts, snapchats and DM’s and just laughing over them with me in the morning. You let me learn from my mistakes!
I wish I would have known you sooner. I could have used a friend like you in my earlier years, but this is what we’ve been given!
Now I know you’re going off to finally start a life of your own. You’ll move away from campus into a real home, and you’ll buy real plates and cups that look nice on an actual dining room table. You’ll have a big person job, and you won’t have time for college shenanigans. Well, you will… but you’ll decline the invitations on account of sleep deprivation and early work hours.
When you finally do go out, you won’t want to go to the shambly club down the street. You’ll want a real bar; one that serves top-shelf alcohol and plays nice music in the background. You’ll no longer have to survive off meal swipes and dining hall food because you’ll actually stock up your freezer with more than just pizza rolls and ice cubes. I do hope that every once in a while you make that 2 a.m. Taco Bell run with me, just to remember what it’s like to have a mediocre amount of responsibility and zero cares about how unhealthy a few beefy five layers are.
For all the times I’ve pulled you out of the gutter (or all the times I’ve sat back and watched you drunkenly rip gutters off houses), just know I was with you every step of the way. I hope you appreciate our friendship as much as I do. I know this is a scary time for you. I cannot imagine what it would be like to leave this college scene, but remember: you got me through these crazy few years and if you’re capable of dealing with that, then you’ll have no problem dealing with the real world. I don’t know how I would have survived my college years without you, and I don’t know how I’m going to get through these last months without you. When you start making new, older friends, don’t forget about the ones you met in college and please still make time for us; you’re leaving more than just me.
I wish you the absolute best of luck out there in the real world. You put in a crazy amount of work these past four years and I don't know how you did it. Thank you for giving me someone so strong and motivated to look up to. NOW GO GET 'EM, GRADUATE! The world is your oyster!
Well, you did it. I still have a year.
Miss you already,
Your Younger Bestie
