2017, College, Freshman, Public Relations

To the Girls that I Spent Freshman Year With

IMG_1208 (2).JPGThere’s something about the friends you spend freshman year of college with that makes them irreplaceable. So here’s to the three girls that got me through freshman year and are still my best friends today.

It’s no secret that the transition from high school to college is enormous. But we all know that the school work and the classes aren’t the biggest change. Going from living with parents and a safety net, to a completely new environment and a new life is far more significant (and much more difficult).

Your friends really do become family and they become the people you depend on day in and day out. Mom may be a phone call away but your friends are the ones you rely on for a much needed hug. From the late nights to the early mornings, you have your friends every step of the way. From the days that go by in the blink of an eye to the days that seem to be a never-ending pit of stress, the same three people were with me. They told me things would be okay (even when they really weren’t), they reminded me to set an alarm for that awful 8am English class and 6am weights and they helped me to smile on the toughest days.

To my Roommate Freshman Year: Thanks for helping me get into bed when I was too sore from softball to do it myself. Thanks for standing in the hallway in a towel with me when we locked ourselves out. Thanks for laughing at stupid jokes and experiencing all the awkward moments with me. Thanks for walking to weights with me at 5:30am EVERYDAY. Thanks for teaching me it’s okay to be a little messy and that folding clothes or matching socks are NOT mandatory. And most of all, thank you for always being there (literally), it wouldn’t have been the same without you.


To the Peer Pressure Queen: Thanks for pushing the rest of us out of our comfort zones (even when it was a terrible idea). Somehow, when you had an idea, it always seemed like a great idea (like taking the mattresses off our beds and riding them down the stairs). So, thanks for all the crazy ideas that you drug us along for. Thanks for being the “fun pusher” because we all know there were many times I would’ve stayed in my room watching Netflix. Thanks for all the “adventures”, the late nights and the ENDLESS inappropriate jokes.


To the Quiet but Sassy One: Thanks for always to be the one laughing at us (sometimes with us). Thanks for never judging us too much. Thanks for all the side comments and the sassy remarks that always made us realize our stupidity and ridiculous ideas. Thanks for always being down for greasy, unhealthy food late at night and for never making me feel bad about eating terribly.  Thanks for being okay with not talking and just sitting in the same room together. Thank you for being the level-headed, responsible one of the group.


Leaving freshman year I never thought I would miss it. I never thought I’d be a senior in college wishing I could go back in time to being on the bottom of the totem pole. However, I truly do miss the times that freshman year brought. I miss eating every meal with my best friends, I miss the long (sometimes frigid) walks to and from practice, I miss being able to walk up the stairs and see my best friends. I miss the late, crazy nights and the absurdly early mornings that we walked to the bus, ready for the next softball trip. For some reason, showing up at their doorstep doesn’t seem quite as acceptable these days. I miss not having to plan to hang out, it just happened.

Although I don’t miss paying for laundry and eating the same meals over and over again. I miss the memories that it gave us and the quality time that we spent together. However, I am beyond thankful for the friendships that developed and the three girls that have become my best friends. They really are the type of friends where you don’t always need to talk, you don’t always need to see each other but the relationship never changes.

So, THANK YOU guys for spending freshman year by my side and for experiencing college with me.


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