For this upcoming year, I will be living on my own. No Roommate. Just me in a single room. To experience what it is like to be on my own. To fight my own self battles with no crutch. No longer having to write to my best friend not to come back to the room. But a part of me is going to miss sharing a room with somebody. Sure, I could request to have a roommate…but after what I put my best friend through for two years…I don’t want to go through that process again. But there is something I am going to miss living with my (well now) best friend.

I am going to miss having some one to vent to when I feel frustrated about something. To be honest it happens a lot, I mean we both rant about a lot of stuff which I guess is good..i think.

I am going to miss having someone who will always be there for me, even if I won’t be there for myself. My best friend was my support when I was having my anxiety attacks. Sure, he may have felt helpless as he could not do anything but sit across from me while I cry my eyes out. But, he was there for me. He did what most people won’t do, letting me know that they are still there and waiting for me to come back to reality.

I am going to miss the chances to play practical jokes or make fun of him. He does not really care about it, and sometimes it actually makes his day, which in return makes mine. I do not do it to hurt him. In fact, none of my pranks involved him getting hurt, just something happening or hiding one of his things. Or making an entire twitter account tweeting about what he says.

But mostly, the number one thing I am going to miss about not having a roommate is that I will no longer be waking up right next to my best friend. My major mystery the first few weeks of us first living together. All the adventures and misadventures we had together in our two years in school. We had our ups and downs. We brought each other back up when we felt at our worst. We were each other’s support, I am sad that I wont get to experience that as much anymore.

Even though there is another part of me that thinking that this may not be the last time we would be hanging out in a dorm room… I mean there has to be a reason why I keep looking up inflatable couches on amazon ¬___¬.