As you come closer to the end of your freshman year, you begin to reflect on your last few months and how much you’ve grown as a person, the amazing people you’ve met, and all the memories you’ve created. Then, you start to think about the summer, and realize that the person you’ve lived with for the past couple months, will not be in your life as much. But, before the tears start flowing, it’s only appropriate tell your roommates thank you.
Dear, Amanda
I know I’m not an easy person to live with. I know that I get on your nerves (when I snore), and do things that make you mad (like snoring), but here’s just a little something to tell you how much I truly appreciate your friendship. Well to start, thank you for putting up with all my shit for as long as you have. I honestly don’t know how you do it. I know I do things that make you shake your head in disbelief sometimes, and just know, I really am working on trying not to snore and well trying not snoring. Thank you for being there when I need a shoulder to cry on with a box of tissues in your hand. You’ve been there for every heartbreak, every failed test, and every other sad time over the past few months. It’s those moments where I needed you the most that you never let me down. Thank you for being my biggest support system. You’ve supported every good and bad decision I’ve made thus far in college, even when you didn’t agree.No matter the outcome, you are always there to help me celebrate or pick up the pieces when it came back to bite me in the ass. That’s true friendship. Thank you for dancing around our room with me late at night to Spongebob Trap music, when I was stressed out. You knew exactly what to do when I was very close to pulling my hair out. Thank you for stepping into the role of my mom and making me do my homework, even when Hulu was tempting me. Thank you for always making me go to my classes even though my bed and I kind of had a thing going on. I want to thank you for not thinking I’m a complete weirdo; I enjoy the occasional off-key singing in the shower, I sometimes fart or talk in my sleep, and you’ve walked in on me dancing in my underwear on more than one occasion. You have managed to deal with my odd quirks, and grow to not hate them (I wouldn’t say you love them just yet). I’ll miss you and your obsessions and your unbelievable coolness. Thank you for not being horrified by the way I live, actually at some points you were pretty horrified. Thank you for always having your keys when I don’t. Most importantly, thank you for being a wonderful friend, both at the beginning of the year until now.
