Dear Roomie(s),

Or should I say, friend, alibi, alarm clock, and second Mom.

I still remember that fateful day when I selected "random" for a roommate. Just one simple click had the power to effect my entire college experience, and this was terrifying and yet wildly exciting at the same time. Would we get along? Argue constantly? Maybe we would even become best friends. I mean after all this was going to be the person that I was going to be sharing a 3x4 cinder block cell with for the next year. So many possibilities were behind this door that I was about to open. The day finally came, and the person who had been the voice behind numerous emails and text messages was in real life 3-D right in front of me. And as it turns out this person was the best roommate I could have asked for, you (I know what you guys are thinking, but my roommate is still the best).

Without a doubt, I have to start this off by saying thank you for putting up with me. I don't know how you manage to put up with my quirks 24 hours a day and still somehow manage to love me for them at the end of it. Also, thank you for not just staring at me when my quirks are showing, and I am being weird, but for joining in on the fun.

Thank you for being there when life is getting the best of me, and I fall flat on my face and for being my shoulder to cry on when I need it most. It is almost inevitable that at some point in the school year that a college student is going to have a mental breakdown because school has just become too much. You didn't do well on that test that you studied hours for or that guy that you have a major crush on doesn't even seem interested in you. It happens, but thank you for knowing how to handle me on not only my best days but my worst.

Thank you for sharing your love of food with me and making me feel like less of a fat kid when I eat for hours on end. Also, thank you for not getting mad at me when I steal your last fruit snack or the last bottle of water out of the fridge.

(Ok, I might be sorry but my stomach on the other hand definitely is not.)

Thank you for being there to listen to me ramble on about pointless things that happened in my Biology class or just me continuing on about random stories that I decided were just fun to tell even though you have loads of work to do and really just want me to be quiet.

As a roommate, you get to see every side of a person. The good features that everyone gets to see outside of the dorm room, the bad, and even the ugly (also known as my atrocious bed head in the mornings). It takes a special kind of person to accept me even when I am dressed like a homeless person for my 8 a.m. class. Hopefully, one day your eyes will be able to recover from the things that you have seen.

Most importantly, thank you for being yourself and making me smile on a daily basis. Living with people who make you laugh and smile constantly make even the worst days brighter.

Even though I don't say it enough, you have become one of my best friends. I could not think of anyone better to share food, our Friends obsession, a room, and the college experience with.

Here's to the roommate(s) who started out as a friend and became family.

Love,

Your Roomie