Letter Twelve

Dear Roommates,
If you had told me freshman year all six of us would be living together, I would think you all had lost your minds. Although we have our many arguments and discussions, the fun we all have together is something people wish for. We spend months planning live musical productions of famous Broadway shows from our living room. We spend days planning the perfect party with the perfect playlist. We spend hours sitting in the kitchen spilling the tea about the person we all have mutual feelings about. We laugh together, we cry together, we complain together, and we learn together. We’ve been roommates for a few months, but we’ve been friends for years and I wouldn’t change anything about it. Can’t wait to see what the future of the house will bring us. 


With Love, 

Your favorite roommate (;