Choosing which college to attend wasn’t easy for me; It was a last minute decision. Two months before classes started I ended up choosing to attend Ferris State University. With this being said, I didn’t have time or the luxury to choose my roommate.

While going through orientation, I stumbled across her name on the computer, and decided to check her out on facebook.

Instant Judgments got the best of me.

“Oh my gosh, she’s a cheerleader? This isn’t going to work out.”

“She lives 4 hours away? Why would she ever want to go to a school that far away from her home?”

“She’s too cute and preppy. I can NOT room with her.”

Now, she’s literally my other half.

From texting each other updates on boys and professors, where to meet for food, reminding each other to get her laundry out, and even showering while the other one is pooping. I can easily say I’ve never loved a human being as much as I love my roommate.

We pick each other up from class when we don’t want to walk. Ninety percent of the time that means we miss out on a nap, but we do it because we love each other.

If you know either one of us, you know that it is true love right there.

If I would have lived with someone I already knew, it would have been extremely boring and lifeless, to say the least.

We’re both spontaneous and sometimes that entails her dragging me to different cities to explore, making brownies at 3 in the morning, buying a fish without consulting me first, or me taking her hammocking virginity.

She holds the doors open for me, surprises me with my favorite kind of smoothie on my worse days, cuddles me endlessly, holds my hair when I'm puking, drives me to the ER and sits with me for hours, lets me sleep in even though she has morning classes and is dying of starvation, and she even listens to my daily rants about irrelevant people that I’ll probably never even talk to again.

As for being a cheerleader, she updates me on sporting events that I can’t attend, and when I do attend, I can watch her pouring her passion into the same events that I do and cheering on some of the best men that we’ve met while being in college for our first year.

We are inseparable, and nobody ever sees us on campus without each other. Her family is my family, and my family is hers.

I seriously cannot thank her enough for dealing with my mood swings, letting me wear her clothes more than I wear my own, and for taking care of me when I seriously cannot take care of myself.

Not only is she my first roommate, but she is my best friend.

She knows the deepest and darkest parts of me but chooses to love me anyway. She supports me in whatever I decide, and she never just tells me what I want to hear. She pushes me to grow in more ways than one, and I can’t thank her enough for that.

Nothing is out of our comfort zone with each other, and I never imagined I’d be so close with someone so naturally.

I could not survive life without her, let alone my first year of college, let alone life.

People say that it can take your whole lifetime to find your soulmate, but I’ve already found mine.