“Hi my name’s Colleen, I’m going to be your roommate.” Before moving into Sourin freshman year at Saint Joseph’s University, I told all of my friends about you because we were best friends already from talking on the phone. But when we moved in first semester together I think we wanted to kill each other. I was never there for you because I was always together with my boyfriend Danny and you were always together with different guys. Then the fights started coming, you didn’t like the idea that I was never in the room. But we took a long break from each other during winter break. When we got back from vacation we looked at each other and knew that we had to change and become friends. You could tell that I was becoming an unhappy dog with my owner Danny, so your solution was to spend time with other friends and go out with you. That was probably one of the best decisions I made here at school. Of course Danny was not to happy about this new decision so we started having more problems, but you always told me that it was freshman year and that we had to live it up. Then you and I made another decision together and that was to rush a sorority. We ended up joining the same one, Alpha Phi. Of course, again, Danny did not like this decision and made me chose between him or Alpha Phi. I could not let go of something that I wanted to do since I was a little girl, so we broke up. You were there by side the whole time, you did what a best-friend would do and rip down pictures on the wall of and of course make me take shots. We started going out to mixers, date parties, and sister socials. We were meeting new people and having the time of our lives. It seemed that you were taking my hand and helping me through all of my problems. But at the same time I was helping you. You would come and cry to me telling me about your family. I always told you that there would always be a place in Connecticut for you if you needed me. Girls in our suite seemed to notice that we were forming this special bond and becoming best-friends. They were all jealous of how we could talk about anything and not fight. Everyone by the end of second semester wanted to move out of the dorms. We seemed to grow closer because we realized we could do anything together from shopping to gossiping to boys. Our last week at school I was crying on the phone with mother; I just couldn’t leave my best-friend. We went to the annual cinco de quatro party and then the next day move out day. I would not give up the oceans in my eyes to anybody else but you because I wouldn’t have my roommate to go to tell my new story of the day back home. But you were so strong; you just looked at me with a smile and said that we were going to see each other in August.
Sophomore year came and of course we aren’t living together anymore. I was as the sun trying to come out from behind the clouds because I was living at Ashwood and you were living at Jordan. I wouldn’t be able to run over to your place like a cheetah trying to get my prey. I missed the annoying things that you had, like your alarm clock with the sounds of a dying bird. Fortunately, I seemed to always be on main campus. We still made time for each other, we were being known as the French Vanilla Cappuccino girls from the Hawk Rock. But of course life can’t always be perfect. You started liking a boy named Tom; you came running to me telling me how you guys talked all night. But of course I meet him when you were not there, and it had to be at a party. I ended up kissing him and you finding out about it. You were as a cat ready to punch on me, and rightfully so. We talked that next weekend, and the only reason was because you were a little drunk. But that night something else happened to you, you meet Andrew. You of course came to me and told me how he called and asked you out on a date. I was so happy for you. We also talked about how big of a jerk Tom could be for messing with two best-friends. But then the worst thing started happening for you, you weren’t getting along with your roommates. The only way that I could help you was coming down to the cafeteria, since that’s where I always was, and talking to me. It seemed that Kristen and Katie were having problems with you because they were starting to get jealous of the special things you had in your life. You and Andrew started becoming very serious and I was so happy since you haven’t had a boyfriend who treated you well in a while. I on the other hand, I started dating a new guy who you were not to fond of. But you told me that you were still happy for me. Since our two new boys were in the same fraternity we got to wait for them after their meetings. The girlfriends would wait and bond. You would tell us funny stories about Andrew and how he wear’s tighty whities and the same gross orange hat. But of course you know I can’t stay with one guy to long, in other words, my boy started to get weird towards me that he decided he wanted to break my heart. You made me feel better by telling me we were going to live together next year and not to think about. But deep down I knew you were happy since you could see that he wasn’t treating me right. He did come back to me and my relationship got worse with him. We fought and I would cry to you asking what I should do. You told me that you could tell I wasn’t happy and that I needed to end things with him. I listened to your advice; I look back now and thank you every time I think of him. You know that I can’t stay single for long so I started dating an even bigger jerk. You were the one that called me up saying that he was kissing some other girl. You stood by my side again holding my hand telling me that everything was going to be okay. The annual cinco de quarto party was about to happen but this time I wasn’t fearing move out day because this time I knew we were going to see each other over the summer, I did have to move into our apartment before I left for Italy. The summer weekends were so much fun when I was down in Philadelphia. Most of our friends were here so we had little parties in our new apartment. My summer in Italy came and I couldn’t talk to you for a month. But I called. We were on the phone for an hour, my brother ended up yelling at me because we were on the phone for so long. But I came back and fell in love with our new apartment. It was like waking in to a new place in strange land.
This year has still been great; I still hear your bird alarm clock in the mornings. You set me up with a great guy, Andrew’s roommate; though I couldn’t admit that I liked him at first. We get to come back to each other and talk about what we talked about with our boyfriends. I know that you’ve been having a rough year since you were diagnosed with manic depression, but I’ve always had and always will be by your side when you need me. I think you saw that this weekend, especially waking me up three times that you got in another fight with Andrew. It’s been a year that you two have been together. I don’t think you can be any happier, especially since he lavaliered you. You guys are planning this future together, and I can tell that you’re scared but you just look at me and know that I’ll always be by your side. As you can tell you have been by my side through the thick and thin. I know that once college is over we will still make an effort to see each other. I think that you understand me more than my own parents, so thank you so much.
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