I came to this school not knowing anyone, quite literally, except the people I had met at freshman registration weekend, but that was months before school actually started. I hadn’t talked to them in months. I got to orientation weekend and I found a few people I had remembered and I found my roommate and that was good, but when we had to separate to go into our orientation groups, I didn’t know anyone. I’m so grateful for the friends I made that day and that weekend, because they are my friends still now. But I’m also thankful for the friends I never thought I would make. I’m grateful that I found groups of people who would love me and accept me for who I am and who I would grow to become by the end of the school year.
I want to thank these friends for everything they have done for me. They’ve been at every game, every late night, every time I needed to cry or talk and just needed someone to listen to me. I had these beautiful people there every time I needed them, wanted them, and even when I didn’t want them around. These friends have stuck by me through every up and down, and I couldn't be more grateful. You can always tell how much a person cares for you by how they react to your sadness or you going through a rough time, I found people who left me, but I also found people who went the extra mile for me and who wouldn’t leave my side. I’m grateful I’ve been lucky enough to find people who care that much for me. They have stayed up with me until the early hours of the morning and have woken up early because I needed them. These people have been there to see my horrible side and they have also been there to see when I’m so happy I couldn’t be brought down. They’ve seen me when I am sobbing and can’t talk, and they’ve seen me when I’m literally rolling on the floor and laughing so hard I sound like a seal or something.
