We leave high school in hopes of leaving that chapter behind and starting a completely new one called college. Some of us have better first experiences than others, but there is always the "what if my roommate is a total freak" and "what if we don't even get along, then it will be the worst year of our lives" thoughts. However, when you got to your dorm/apartment they ended up being normal looking and not some freak out of a Hot Topic store. My roommate and I have somewhat known each other for a while... but now, we are completely the same and we know a little too much about each other.
Here are some of the things I love about my roommate and I's relationship:
She wont judge me when I ask her to come pick me up from some bar or after party...at 2, 3 or 4 a.m...even when she was dead asleep or with her boyfriend.
We waste a full tank of gas driving around our college town at 1 a.m. jamming to Backstreet Boys or NSYNC...you know the songs.
She's there when I get my heart broken...and she is a little too "I told you not to freaking date him!!" on the inside but "I love you and you deserve better" on the outside.
When she walks in on me dancing in my room and all I can say is...
but then she joins me, cause who can resist dancing to "Whip" or any song that makes you feel like you're in a music video.
When I find out that Starbucks stopped selling my drink, and she keeps me from making a fool of myself.
When she lets me snuggle with her, after a long day, because all you want is a friend at that point.
When we can bang on each others door till the other wakes up, and sit on the kitchen floor eating whatever we can find i the fridge...aka microwaveable bacon...(best invention known to man, try it).
She gives me the most helpful advice... even if she hasn't gone through what I was going through at the time she still finds a way to help me out and tell me how to handle the situation the way that she would.
She likes all my Instagram and Facebook pictures and comments on them and I'm like.
..
She will still get in the car with me when she knows that I am an AWFUL driver and she is literally risking her life.
I come home after a long day, only wanting to eat the leftovers in the fridge that she just so happened to eat...again.
When I'm in my car all sad and crying she comes down and sits in it with me....in silence while I just cry. Then says, wanna get Whataburger, I'll buy. (if you know me...that's a mood booster for sure).
We fight like sisters, disagree on a lot of things, but we still manage to put up with each others attitudes.
When we leave for class in the morning looking like a zombie and we just give each other the look as we walk out...cause we know we look good...kinda.
When we come home late while the other is sleeping so we don't wake each other up...but then...
Living with someone for a year, two years or longer can definitely be an up and down rollercoaster...but within that time frame you become so close to that person that picturing life without them is absolutely impossible. I love my roommate more than anything in this entire world, she has been my support system, my backbone when I don't have one and my soul mate. Without her I would be nothing, so she might as well move in with me and my husband if I ever get one..because not living with her is going to be the hardest thing when that time comes since we became so close. We're a package deal...sorry not sorry.
