Dear Roomie,

I read somewhere once that your first-semester roommate makes all the difference in your college experience, and I am so grateful to say that I lucked out in that regard.

I was terrified to meet you, sure that something was bound to go wrong; we weren't going to get along and you would hate that I listen to country music in the mornings. So sure that it would be awkward or that we just wouldn't be a good match. I'm glad to say I was wrong. I couldn't have imagined a better person to share the confines of a cramped, overheated dorm room with and I am so thankful that the random assignment happened to be you.

Whenever I hear friends complain about their roommates, I nod sympathetically but cannot relate. Knowing that after a stressful day, a run in with the creepy boy from down the hall, or a horror story from the dining hall, I can come back and tell you all about it makes a world of difference. Thank you for trudging through the snow with me to go to the dining hall, for helping me with biology homework, for late night study sessions, dance parties for when we're both so stressed, and for feeding into my chocolate obsession. Thank you for the countless advice and for listening to me whine, for always being down to get coffee with me, but most importantly thank you for being one of my best friends. Here's to many more years of rooming together!

xoxo