Those two girls (on the right) are my roommates. And, when I say roommates, I mean best friends/sisters that make me realize why I love life. They are hilarious, quirky, intelligent, fiercely strong, optimistic, and sarcastic in only the best way. They’ll never know how much they really mean to me.
I understand how scary it can be to enter college worrying about the many looming questions that lay ahead such as:
“Will I like my classes?”
“Can I afford all these books?”
“How will I find my way around campus?”
“Do I have to ask my professors permission to go to the bathroom?”
But, one of the scariest moments is wondering whether you will get along with your roommates. I had the worst images before I actually set foot on campus of beer-guzzling, drug-snorting, dirty, loud, and raucous roommates that would make my first year of college a nightmare. So, when I first met my roommates-to-be I held my breath.
I quickly figured out that these people would change my life. They were great from the beginning (intimidating, but lovable nonetheless). I admired their unique personalities and humorous take on everyday situations. But, I was still afraid that they would not feel the same way about me. I can say with absolute assurance, after a year of living in close quarters, that these people will have a meaningful presence in my life to the end.
I love you guys!