My dearest freshman roomie, a.k.a. Icky (inside joke with her and I),

It is funny how things work sometimes. It truly is. My freshman year I was placed into a forced triple dorm room. Living with three people in such a tiny dorm room was not what I had in mind for my first semester at school. Some unfortunate things happened, eventually leading to the two roommates finding new dorms to stay in (Someone had to move out anyways to get rid of the forced triple, but in my situation both just ended leaving). This was actually a good thing. I had the room to myself for about a week and a chance to breath. I knew eventually though that I would be getting a new roommate and I was a bit nervous.

ResLife told me that I was getting a new roommate, which was you. You briefly greeted me and we talked for a bit as I watched you move your stuff in. I will be honest I looked at you in a bizarre way and was nervous that you were going to be a bit odd. I told myself "Oh great, let's see how this goes." I figured though since I am always up to meeting new people and getting to know them at least before I judge, I invited you to eat with me at lunch the next day. That was one of the best lunches I ever had.

We clicked instantly. I felt like I could be myself in front of you and you did not give any cares. Even though you were not exactly a freshman and were a little older than me, we got along greatly. Each night we started having deep, personal and meaningful conversations. I realized we were more similar than I thought. I could not believe you came from a family of seven siblings like I did. You had the same love for Oreo cookies as I did. Talking about the boys that would creepily message us on Facebook was hilarious. I remember I took you to The Cheesecake Factory for the first time and you loved it and have been hooked ever since (we usually go there now when we see each other). We both loved the color pink and getting cute little gifts for each other. I loved being super creepy at night and climbing in on your top bunk just to scare you and annoy you.

You came to visit me in my hometown on winter break and it was such a blast. We did not live together the year after but we kept in touch while you did your thing and I did mine. I knew you wanted to live in an apartment and I am glad you did. We continued more Cheesecake dates, birthday celebrations and you officially became my go-to-girl to text when I needed advice. You always looked out for my best interests and helped me cope with people and issues that negatively affected my life.

To my dearest freshman roommate, all I can say is thank you so much for all you do for me and for being one of the best friends I could ever ask for. Thank you for knowing my flaws and weaknesses but still staying by me. Thank you for sticking around when things got hard for me. Thank you for not dropping me when I needed you at my lowest (Please don't ever leave me!). Thank you for enjoying Cheesecake Factory food with me. I love you and I am so happy you became such a great part of my life.

Love,

The other icky smelly head (Inside joke)