I've learned that your college roommates become kind of family; you eat together, cook together, fight, cry, laugh, and do absolutely nothing, until you can't remember how you made it in life without them.
I truly don't know how I would have made it through this past year without my two roommates, that I just call my best friends.
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June 19th, 2015//Move-In Day
What a fun day that was, right? Loads and loads of our stuff (mostly clothes let's be honest). We quickly made it our own, hanging decorations and finally getting furniture for the living room (although there was more room for dance parties without it). Molly teaching me how to use tools and I teaching her to do laundry (after she messed up her towels). Individualizing our rooms to match our personalities and nightly dinners of ramen, beef ravioli, or something else that was under a dollar. Oh and Molly, what about that time we thought we would grocery shop at Dollar Tree instead of Walmart? That lasted all of one time. After settling into our new place, we realized sometimes we are going to get annoyed (at least a little). I'll be the first to admit this period was a time of "hey, you left the light on" and "do your dishes", but we soon adjusted to living together and we embraced the dirty dishes and sometimes high electricity bills (this period is inevitable by the way).
We wasted no time on having all of our friends over to hang out and enjoy our new place with us. While I was the mom that was constantly afraid of something being broken, we always seemed to have a blast. Between the basketball goal in the living room or attempting to do the lift in Dirty Dancing, we somehow managed not to break anything or put a hole in the wall (happy mom).All of our friends being around kept it pretty interesting around here, including how we fit all the cars on our street (really not gonna miss the lack of parking). When we didn't have company, we always enjoyed each other's company just as much. We had conversations about boys, school, work, and what was going on in each other's lives. We had birthday celebrations three times, all of which ended in a decorated house and car. We had photo shoots on the rare occasion we all fixed our hair that day (so just during recruitment). We shared our lives together and while we didn't document all we did, we will always remember it (thankful for undocumented memories).
This year has been one of growing, learning, and becoming. A year of growing up, growing older, and growing in my walk with Christ. A year of learning how to be an adult, how to be a friend, and how to not buy everything you want. This was also a year of becoming, becoming who God created me to be. This year didn't come without struggle, but through it all, I found myself and who I am and who I want to be. I could not have made it a day without my two roommates. While living here, I experienced heartbreak, doubt, and confusion. There were days I couldn't eat cereal without crying and days I could only say, "I don't know". While living here, I also experienced more happiness than I ever have. The awkward first kiss (or second), the late nights spent discussing really deep thoughts, and the laughter that will forever echo in these walls.
I will never forget the memories, good and bad, that I have made in the past year living here. Living with two other girls, you are sure to have to deal with tears. We all dealt with our share of crying, whether it be for a good reason or not, and always ended up sitting on each others bed until they stopped crying and started laughing, until they started crying again because they were laughing (Sarah was guilty of this a few times). I wouldn't change one conversation, one emotion, one tear or laugh, or moment. I truly believe that we have become who we are because of what we have experienced. I am just so thankful I got to experience the last year with these two girls.
To Molly,
Thank you for sharing upstairs with me, and thank you for letting me hog the bathroom. I have truly been blessed by our friendship over the past two years. Who knew the shy girl on the dance team would end up being my roommate? You have taught me so many things, including how to hang curtains, change a door knob, and that a toilet can flush even if the electricity doesn't work (oops). More than that, you have taught me that everything is going to be okay, even when I don't think it will be. My memories with you have to be some of my favorite. From you stopping your car in the middle of the road to steal a turtle for our yard to all the outfits we picked out for each other. I loved the countless times you would sit on my bed and talk to me or our chats while one of us showered and one of us got ready. Although, I will never understand why we always needed toilet paper, I will always understand how vital our friendship is. While I could share stories all day, we don't want people to start thinking we are weird. Thank you for being my calm, collected, cool, and wonderful carpenter. I will always consider you one of my very best friends. P.S. I need to see my godson Thomas every once in a while.
To Sarah,
My scared of everything, including dogs, roommate. You have brought a whole new level of sass into my life (as if I needed anymore). You are the emotional, shopping addict, cookie lover, of a friend I have always needed. From the scary dog that chased us on move-in day, to that (awful) cat you surprised me with, I have loved every moment of living with you because it was never dull. You always came home with a new plant or a new story. My favorite memories with you mostly come from you being well, classic Sarah. You going canoeing (with your keys) and leaving your car parked behind mine when I had work has to be my favorite. I also loved all the times I had to come check your room for bugs and monsters. The times I heard you crying, because you were scared or sad because you loved Jonny so much, and had to sit in your room and give you tissues is also one of my most memorable. I am thankful for all the times you left a donut for me to eat or I got some yummy leftovers. You truly have become one of my best friends, the sassiest, sweetest, and most sincere friend, one I couldn't live without (unless you bring a cat around me again).
I've always heard "home is where the heart is", well part of my heart will always be here at 5508 with these girls and the memories we had.
"The most beautiful things in life are not just things. They're people, and places, memories, and pictures. They're feelings and moments and smiles and laughter."
May 31st//Move-out day
While we move on to the next chapter of our lives and leave this one behind, I couldn't help but document our first place.
5508 Summit Court
Our living room that went 10 months without having a TV (we talked a lot).
Our kitchen, where I learned to make grilled cheese and Sarah burnt too many cookies to count (use a timer Sarah, seriously).
This has been my bedroom, my safe haven, my happy place.
The bathroom that Molly let me decorate and hog.
We had to decorate the hallway and staircase too, duh.
Thanks for all the memories 5508, but most of all, thanks for the best friends that I get to take with me.
P.S. Thanks Jonny for cooking me meals, teaching me how to cook, and always making my day a little better. And Ashley, thanks for sleeping on my couch so I wouldn't be home alone. You both will always be a part of the 5508 family.
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