How does a girl even begin to describe her best girlfriend? She's your confidante and unconditional date to anything. She's your shoulder to cry on, whether the tears are from gut-splitting laughter or heart-aching sadness. She's your person and your rock. She's your ride-or-die, or sometimes just your ride when you need one. She's countless seconds, hours, and days spent dancing and singing together. She's the little voice in your head telling you to "just do it" when you want that third bowl of ice cream. She's the keeper of your secrets and also the keeper of the memories you've made together. She's concert tickets, road trips, and long walks. She's the bro to your bromance.
Technically, the term is "sismance" according to the Urban Dictionary. Though it doesn't sound as smooth as "bromance," sismance describes the relationship I have with my best girlfriend. It also describes the best friendship every girl should have.
Sismance is meeting her only by chance.
I remember it vividly, the extremely awkward first email I sent her when she was assigned to me as my random freshman college roommate. As a recent high school graduate, I had apparently forgotten how to casually approach people and introduce myself. Instead of sending a simple and fun introduction, I sent a formal letter that detailed my life and interests. If it wasn't awkward enough, I apologized multiple times for writing such a stiff introductory email but never thought to rewrite it in a more casual voice. Thank goodness, she didn't think I was too strange and we can laugh about it now. Sometimes we even re-read the email and cry a little bit from laughter and also a little pity.
Sismance is bonding instantly.
Though I didn't exactly crush the introduction, we were able to start talking regularly (and normally) over text and quickly found that we were very alike. Not only did we bond over "Teen Wolf," but also over the music we listen to. To my surprise, we had the exact same taste in music. For the few weeks before we were to move in and meet in person, I kept thinking about how lucky I was to be matched up with someone that I could potentially get along with. What I didn't know was how lucky I actually was, as she quickly became my first best friend on campus. We shared more than just the same music taste. We soon found that we were nearly the same person.
Sismance is the good and the bad times.
Freshman year was a tough roller coaster, but she was there for me the entire ride, as I was for her. We struggled through pharmacy school one test at a time. It seemed like the struggle bus was always stopping at our room. Through all the good times and the bad times, the good grades and the bad grades, the fighting and the crying, we stuck together like peanut butter and jelly and conquered our freshman year one assignment at a time.
Sismance is a friendship that feels like a lifetime.
The truth is, we haven't known each other for long, but all the time we spend with each other makes our friendship feels like it's encompassed decades. There are seldom moments when we're apart. Despite all the weird mannerisms we have when we're together, there's never a moment when we're not laughing. The clock seems to slow down or stop altogether when we're together, even if it is the short walk to and from classes. Going anywhere is instantly more fun with her, and the good times never seem to end. It doesn't matter if we're getting pizza or aimlessly driving through the country, there's never a dull time. I've always dreamt of having a friend like her, and I feel lucky every day that we somehow met and got along freshman year. She was the best friend I never had, and now she's the best friend I've ever had.
