Moving to college is hard. You have to leave the wonderful home-cooked meals, the comfort of your own bed, the amazing water pressure and, worst of all, you have to share a 10’ x 14’ room with someone you barely even know and a bathroom with three other girls. Having a suite can be a horror story at times, but also one of the best things of college.

To my super suite,

Thank you for always bandaging me up. Whether it be cutting myself in the shower or having a random nose bleed attack, I can always count on you guys to care for my wounds.

Thank you for tolerating my late night shenanigans. You guys are always up for a late night talk, a Sonic run, or willing to take a text from our RA to quiet down when I’m being to loud.

Thank you for leaving notes behind in the shower, even if they are making fun of how I snore.

Thank you for being responsible adults and bringing things such as plates, forks, knives and spoons to college. I wouldn’t have enjoyed eating rice off a paper towel quite like I did out of a bowl I stole from your room when you weren’t there.

Thank you for doing workout videos with me and running 5Ks with me, even though we almost died.

Thank you for tolerating my messy desk. No matter how many times I clear off that thing, clothes, food and books seem to somehow make their way back to it.

Thank you for my newfound appreciation of llamas. I would have never known the difference between a llama and an alpaca if it weren’t for you guys.

Special thanks for never locking me in the bathroom, because I probably would have had a panic attack. Thanks for leaving the comfort of your bed to let me in the dorm when I forgot my keys.

Thank you for watching sad movies with me when I feel like crying, and watching food videos with me for fun.

Thank you for never judging me after eating three no-bake cookies in a row or eating icing from the jar.

Thank you for braiding my hair every other morning, giving me fashion advice when I literally have nothing that’s working for me and helping me achieve my goal of looking like Kylie Jenner.

Thank you for editing all my papers, speeches and applications, and for quizzing me over macroeconomics when nothing was making any sense.

Thank you for being my support system 24/7. I can always count on you guys to tell me I look good (even when I’m looking ratchet), wipe away my tears and invest in my life like no one else on campus can.

Even though the year is coming to an end and the season of us all living together is close to over, I want you to know how much I appreciate you and all the joy you have brought to me this semester. No matter where we all end up in five years from now, I can confidently look back on my freshman year and say living in suite 224-226 was one of the best experiences from my freshman year of college.