When starting freshman year of college, I was going into a room with six other girls. I had met my roommate on facebook and I was excited to have that cliché friendship with her.

Boy, was I wrong.

That roommate moved out in September and I didn't receive a new one until Christmas break when one of my suitemates texted our group chat saying, "AL! YOU HAVE A ROOMMATE!"

ah jeez. why me. I didn't need another crazy roommate and I didn't know this new girl coming in.

I was still very welcoming and offered to come back from break early to help her move in. I was somewhat excited to meet her, yet dreaded every waking moment.

After meeting my new roommate in January of 2017, I quickly realized she didn't suck as bad as I thought she was going to.

Her name is Molly Riseman and for the past year, she has become one of my best friends.

I'm very thankful to have someone like Molly who makes me laugh uncontrollably and checks in on me when she goes home for the weekend.

She's always down to get food with me, yet she is the tiniest person I know. I bet you didn't know people can actually be allergic to fruits and vegetables. Maybe when we were like 6 we hoped that we were allergic to green beans so we didn't have to eat them, but Molly is 21 and physically cannot eat an uncooked fruit or vegetable.

We're getting off course here, but the whole fruit and vegetable thing will never get old to me.

This past fall when Hurricane Irma hit the Carolinas, I brought Molly home with me because somehow we never get tired of each other. Molly and I have never had one actual fight. I did happen to break her finger though, but I think I made up for it.

Molly was someone that came into my life that I never knew I needed in my life. Like you think you're fine and happy and doing well, but she came into my life and somehow it made me better. I laugh a lot more, I lose a lot of sleep, and I'm almost at a loss for words because Molly just does so much for me that I don't know how to put it into words.

Thank you for being the best roommate, person, and friend who came into my life so suddenly and decided to stick around. You're a one in a million friend, Mol, and I love you so very much.