My dearest housemates,
First and foremost, thank you for sticking with me for three years now. Thanks for allowing all of our freshman year dreams to come true as we all sleep under the same roof yet again. Thank you for being my best friends and the most fun bunch I know. Finally, thank you in advance for tolerating me for an entire school year. Thank you for loving me always, even when I do the following actions all year long:
-Shout "Cheers to the good years" and "Here's to cats!" at least once a week
-Drag you into the bathroom while I shower so I have someone to talk to
-Listen to the same songs on repeat for weeks, until I move on to a new favorite song
-Ask you to pluck my eyebrows or brush my hair for me. It's okay if you say no, but I'll be very thankful when you say yes
-Have multiple breakdowns about my honors thesis. There's really nothing I can do about those stress levels
-Use my made up acronyms and phrases to describe basically everything
-Tell you the same stories repeatedly
-Obnoxiously give inspirational speeches at all hours of the day
-Force you to streak with me way too much
-Peer pressure you into Steak and Shake on the weekends
-Smother you with my affection. I often love too hard, but I'd say you're used to that by now.
Regardless of how many times I do the above, or create awkward situations unknowingly, you ladies have my back. Thanks for being the best there ever was.
All my love,
Steph
