Hey, Roommate!

ROOMIE APPRECIATION POST!!!
(you're welcome, Aubs)

There are several different types of roommates: randoms that turn out good- becoming friends or at least getting along for the time being, randoms that turn out bad- weird but tolerable or just horrid, best friends that turn out good- love living with them, or best friends that turn out bad- friendship ruiner. It's always a difficult situation when finding a roommate, will you get along or will it be miserable living in your own room?

BACKGROUND INFO: This is currently my junior year of college. I started out my first year and half at a community college, then I finally *upgraded to one of my dream schools. Being my first semester away from home, I got put with a random roommate... I didn't know a soul at this school, but that's what I wanted. My roommate ended up moving back home, so I got the room to myself for the first two months, goals, but then housing made everyone get a roommate or pay extra for a private room... sike. So I got a new random down the hall. My emotions were everywhere, I couldn't go back, but I was really excited. It's like a guaranteed friend, right? God was definitely on my side when it came to this, He blessed me with my first roommate, and she wasn't a psycho. She was a senior, so it was kind of like a "big sister" type deal. She showed me the ropes. She was there to take care of me. We might not have been "close" but I loved living with her. But since she was a senior, it was back to the random drawing... I couldn't do that. To all of my college readers, you know about Yik-Yak, right? The anonymous college based app that connects to the closest college near you. My school revolves around Yik-Yak. Why am I bringing this up? Because that is where I met my current roommate... sketchy? yes. funny? yes. successful? yes!

Now, let's talk about roommates. A roommate, in a dorm like mine, is someone you share a tiny room with. Is that all? No. You share your whole life with! You are with this person almost 24'7, you have to make the best of it... in my situation, my roommate is my best friend. We are inseparable. We started like that too, from texting and calling all summer to the first day we moved in, we continue to get closer and closer by the day! We are probably the same person. We wake up, go to class, come back in between classes to hang, go to more classes, come back at the end of the day, hang out, go eat together, shower at the same time (while hitting on the wall to each other in code to still talk, guilty), then go to bed at the same time. But when you are roommates with someone, that is your family. Aubry is definitely my family. And I am hers. We know anything about everything in each others lives. When you are roommates with someone, you become their guardian. Aubry is definitely my guardian. And I am hers. We've got the facial expressions down pat when a f-boi comes in hot, we've got the phone call down to bail us out of awkward situations, we've even got the code for any type of situation needed. A roommate is a friend for life, and Aubry is that. I am forever grateful for her. You're supposed to meet your "brides maid" in college, right? WELL HERE I AM AUBS!!!! (and Alex)
*as Aubry literally just said "we hate everyone but each other, right Macy?!".....true*

When you live with someone, you are accustom to their habits, quirks, fears, ambitions, and beliefs. Though you two are completely different people- whether you know it or not, whether you mean to or not, you become each other in some form. You can say you do this with other best friends, but when you are living someone, it's completely different. When you are broken, they are the first ones to pick up the pieces. When something great happens, they are the first ones you tell. It's a soulmate... maybe more of a soulmate than your significant other... actually, I know its more of one. I have gone through so much lately, on and off, and I know Aubry has as well, but I honestly don't know where I would be without her being here when I come home. I can always count on her getting a girls night ready, even though a roommate is like having a girls night every night. I can count on her to be ready to cuddle at any point of the day, and when I cuddle, I mean cuddle. I can count on her to remind me to take my medicine when she can tell I didnt take it. I can always count on her to tell me she loves me before we go to sleep or leave for the day! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, CUPCAKE!!!

Have a very very safe and fun weekend, babes... See you on Tuesday!

Xoxo.