College is an interesting time in your life. In a single week, you feel a hundred emotions all because of the things you go through. The closer you get to graduation the more you start to realize you're about to enter the real world and you're not ready for that.

None of us are.

In all of this craziness, only your roommates see everything you go through just as you see everything they go through. But did you ever thank them for what they've done?

I haven't.

So to my roommates:

My freshman year was the first experience I had living away from my parents. After about two weeks into the school year I had already made a trip home to see my parents cause I was so homesick. Now in my sophomore year here I am living with you. At first I was a little nervous for what was to come. Either we were going to end up hating each other or we were going to end up getting along just fine. Today though we are much more than fine. In my roommates I have found a friendship that will last me forever. You guys were there for me in every way possible this past year. A true friend is someone who will tell you the truth even if it hurts and you all did exactly that for me.

Thank you for never judging my weirdness. Well, you might have, but nothing too extreme because you know we're all pretty weird. In all of our weird quirks you have given me unconditional amounts of laughter. You guys give me the kind of laughter that makes your stomach hurt and your eyes well up because you just can't stop. In those moments I am extremely thankful I somehow ended up meeting you.

Thank you for helping me figure out how to adult. Yes, we all still struggle with that part. I remember the first week our house blew a fuse and we had thought that we just moved into a broken house. We help each other figure out how to cook certain things, if food is still good, when to pay the bills before they get shut off, reminding (trying to) each other about garbage day, and most importantly our team efforts when the giant and disgusting bugs show up. It takes all of us to kill one bug, screaming and crying about it, while one brave soul snatches it with some toilet paper, and this process only makes us laugh harder.

Thank you also though for letting me still be a kid at heart. Thanks for not getting mad at my messes I leave around the house or when I get scared and want to sleep in one of your rooms. It's this way that you act as a mom for me sometimes. For the times I came home bawling my eyes out unable to breathe because of something that guy did to hurt me. In all those times I know you were frustrated I wasn't listening to the advice you gave me, but you were still there each and every time I was upset. I know that's how we all were and still are for each other.

Thank you for just being you and spending time with me. Our pizza nights and movie nights are some of my favorite things. When we run to the store to get slushies together or take some trips to the mall screaming the words to all of our favorite songs. These are little things I will never forget. I hope I have been just as good a roommate to you. It's safe to say that when I'm away for whatever reason, you guys are the people I am now homesick from.

Here's to another year ahead of us and many more to come.