Girls are often known to go to college to get their “M.R.S." degree. Which in turn means going to college to find their husband, to become a Mrs., to fall in love and spend the rest of eternity with that one boy that actually walked to her front door to pick her up instead of honking outside.

While I don necessarily agree with this, I started thinking that I, in a way, am doing the same. I came to college to find my soul mates. Yes, soul mates — plural. I came to college to find the people in my life that will continue to make me laugh, listen to me complain and tell me when I look too flat chested in a shirt I was going to wear out on a Saturday night. I didn't come to college to find a husband or a boyfriend, I came to college to find my soul mates: my best friends.

As a sophomore in college, I have learned what type of people I want in my life, the ones who appreciates me and whom I simply could not live without. This is for all of those lovely ladies who make every single day worth living and make my college experience one that I'll never forget. (Well I mean, besides a few weekends).

Thank You for No Judgment Zones:

You make eating mac and cheese at 2 a.m. on a Friday night seem as if it is the greatest thing to ever happen to me since I kissed that one dude from the volleyball team I was crushing on. Even though they both turned out to be equally as disastrous, you still laughed with me, not at me. You never say anything when I start wearing hats because I haven't washed my hair in a few days… We all do it. Thanks for never judging me.

Thank You for Being Yourself:

You never cared that you were 19-years-old and still named all of your pillowpets. Let alone tha you still even have pillowpets. You walk around in front of me with no pants on and stop to show me your new thong. You laugh at yourself when you fart and laugh even harder when I call you out for it. You even admit to spending the last six hours of your life in bed watching Netflix and cuddling with your cat. Thanks for continuing to show me sides of yourself that I don't even really want to see.

Thank You for Being My Going Out Buddy:

This speaks for itself. You dance with me in the hallways of frat houses and ignore all of the other girls staring at us. You do switch leaps in the middle of the street while walking to another party (and break your leg doing so). We could stand in the corner with no one else around, talk to a wall, and still have the times of our lives. Thanks for always willing to be adventurous with me.

Thank You for Sticking Up for Me:

You don't even know the guy I'm talking about but you still hate him for messing with my feelings. You saw him in the library once and yelled at him. You give him dirty looks when he sat by you at the bus stop and you send me ugly snapchats of him when you see him on campus. Thanks for always taking my side.

Thank You for Being A Part of My Family:

Our parents have each other's emails and frequently check up on each other. They ask how you are doing almost as much as I ask you how you're doing. You are a sister I never had and they appreciate it as much as I do. You brought me medicine and ice cream when I had a fever and even stayed in and watched movies with me when I couldn't go out. Thank you for being a sister to me.

Thank You For being My Soul Mates:

From full hearts to broken hearts, I always know you're the girls I will come to. One day, if I ever actually settle down and get married (lol as if that'll happen), I will be surrounded by multiple maid of honors, all which I will warn my husband are the real loves of my life. You continuously make my life worth living and remind me that even if something doesn't go my way, there is always another day ahead of me to look forward to. You know you can call me at 3 a.m. when a boy broke your heart or I know I can call you for a ride the next morning. You make my life better every single day and I can't wait for the years to come of us making complete fools of ourselves.

#blessed.