Thank You For Being A Friend: B

Today is Sunday which means I have exactly one week until graduation, and this is officially my last week in Columbus. Boy does time fly when you’re drowning in assignments. I will not breath until Thursday, but since my mind is about to explode from study overload, I thought I would write down some of my favorite OSU moments while also pairing them with what I love most about my awesome roommates. Since I have four roommates and four days until I’m done with college, I thought this would be a perfect way to say goodbye (also, I’m poor and cannot afford to buy them “thank you for putting up with me for three years” gifts).

I said before that we titled our group and our home BLENK – the first initial in our names, so I will go in that order to say my goodbyes. First up: B

Wow, this may be harder than I thought. The tears are already forming. B for me has always been that person that I watch in action and say, “wow, I wish I could do that.” She is completely true to herself in every way. She has a love in her heart for those she cares about, and will fiercely defend them till the end (I enjoy being part of that group from time to time ☺). B lived on my floor freshman year, and my first impression of her was that she looked like my friend Liz from home. As the year went on, I learned who B was and saw that she was her own person through and through – she resembles no one (okay maybe her sister, but if you know them well enough you can tell them apart). We skipped plenty of astronomy classes together, she taught me about Perez Hilton and Days of Our Lives, we had a mutual love for musical theatre – I watched her DVD’s of her high school musical productions when she wasn’t in her dorm room (she found that weird…I didn’t). She was the first person to wish me a happy birthday on my 19th birthday (I remember because we saw our RA’s high school musical the night before, and I was in her dorm room when the clock struck 12). We are both afraid of strangers and dark alleys and lock the car doors when shady people walk by. We are both obsessive planners who cannot leave the house without a to-do list. She enjoys being the boss, and I enjoy being the boss – she usually wins. She also got me into country music – people from home never thought that day would come.

When we moved to our current location our bond became stronger (at least I think it did. She may secretly loathe me ☺). We had late night study sessions, cooked gluten-free brownies, went to parties, and travelled. So many great memories come to mind. Halloween 2009 was a night to remember. Then there was the impression she left on our then "new" neighbors when the the song "Hot n Cold" played on my car radio and the line, "Got a case of love bi-polar" was sung. B exclaimed, "Kate, this is about you!" There was the day she walked into our friend’s party with a whistle and began blowing loudly for all to hear. Everyone stared…I cracked up. We have played countless games of "never have I ever." I once went to chase her up the stairs, and she sat on the top stair, screamed and hit me on my arm – a big red mark appeared. I was with her when she bought her first romper, when she dropped her phone in the toilet…the first and second time, when the cab ride busted up her leg, when she had her first legal drink, when we sang karaoke, when we saw the Jonas Brothers, when I had my first chipotle experience (There was a hair in her food. She got a new burrito bowl and then admitted the hair was probably hers.), when she got the phone call that she had celiac, when she smacked her head on the ceiling running down the stairs, and so many other times. Her sister recently graduated from NYU, and I loved that arrangement and hope she will stay in NYC permanently because then I know B will always come and visit my homeland. I know she will be a part of my life from now on, and I’m going to miss her so much. You better visit me B, and I’ll be sharing your queen size bed when I visit BLEN in the fall.