My sophomore year of college my life changed, when two of my friends moved into the same apartment complex as me. Yes, I knew it would be a good year, but I did not know it would be a year that would build so much of myself. I had no idea the impact that those two friends would have on my life.

I, like Carrie Bradshaw, believe "Maybe our girlfriends are our soulmates and guys are just people to have fun with." I also do not believe that our souls have one mate, I believe they have many. I believe your soul feels different around them, they become important extremely fast without an explanation, it is completely natural to act like you have been surrounded by these souls your entire life. You became a part of each other because you do not depend on how long you've known them to judge your friendship.

These two friends were people I met and immediately knew they would be important to me somehow. I had no idea that I needed an introvert that wanted to travel the world, who had a younger brother named after an action, and who liked pretty much all of the things I liked: YouTube, Tumblr, having a journal of doodles and quotes that mean something important that only she can understand. She was another independent small townee that needed to get away, so we could bond and know exactly what each other means whenever small town life or aspects ever came into conversation. She was finally a real life person that I could talk to about all the things no one else understood, she introduced me to what it was like to be really shy, to what it was like to realize something was not good for you and just cut it off. That was an aspect of her that I have always loved how easy it seemed for her to dismiss what was not good for her, whether it was relationships, friendships, diets, or social media. She taught me how to truly love myself, and act in ways that reflect that attitude towards myself.

I had no idea that I needed an extrovert that secretly wished she was an introvert, who had a last name that was a place, and had a mountain of books in her room that she started and could not finish. She was my breath of fresh air, she was from a place that was in no way comparable to where I grew up, yet she got along with me. She is hands down one the most humorous people I know, and the most committed to the things she is passionate about. We have always bonded over things like musicals, English, our love for ipsy subscriptions, spending way too much money, and the ability to always procrastinate on school work. She is also one the most loyal and compassionate people I have ever met in my life, she has taught me that even though sometimes it is extremely hard, putting yourself last and being fair is what you have to do and to never give up on true friends.

I guess really all three of us spent sophomore year of college: binge watching Netflix and Hulu, rearranging our rooms a thousand times, arguing over where to eat, exploring old cemeteries to see the elaborate mausoleums, printing out hundreds of pictures in the middle of the night at Walgreens to hang on the walls, and spending countless hours having Instagram photo shoots. Honestly, we just spent the entire year growing, and I am so thankful for my two soulmates.