Abigail,
You did it. You’re doing it. You are well on your way to conquering the world…or I guess specifically NUDM but they appear to be projects of about equivalent size.
I don’t know if I have told you this, but I am so incredibly proud of you and of all you do and of the fact that I get to call you my roommate. You do so much on this campus with class and work and DM and…there are other things I’m forgetting here…and I do not actually know how you do it. But you can ask basically anyone I interact with on a daily basis, that I brag about you…a lot…to random people…because MY roommate is a double major in biology and chemistry (aka brilliant) and in charge of the Productions committee for NUDM (or basically preparing for world domination) IN ADDITION to being an all around wonderful human and friend.
I don’t know what Internet gods we pleased that allowed our paths to cross via Facebook those many Junes ago (see that’s funny cause usually the phrase is moons ago…but it was June when we started messaging? Or maybe July…hmmm… I guess if I have to explain it, it’s not funny…) Anyways, I am so pleased that our electronic worlds intersected and allowed our real worlds to intersect, because I don’t know what these last three years would have been like without you, but I can say for certain that they would not have been as good.
As I sit here writing this, I’m thinking back on all the random AND AMAZING adventures/shenanigans we’ve had…the blinds, blueberry muffins in the radiator, all those lunches at Elder with Cori and Olivia, seeing Avengers 2, Civil War, and Deadpool, getting the cop to take our picture when we saw Deadpool, roommate dates to get books and pizza or Andy’s, walking home with Andy’s in a blizzard, convincing the guy at Andy’s we were actually dating, three years of six flags fun and riding every coaster imaginable, Halloween movie marathon including that weird Garfield flick, that time we ran to Wilmette beach with Cori, Olivia, and Yvonne, the time we sat on our floor for an hour discussing the location of NHL teams, and then of course there’s London…
Most people don’t bring their own roommate/best friend with them on study abroad…and I feel sorry for those sad, sad people because having you there made it even better than it would have been because clearly wherever we hang out together, random adventures ensue: Wales, Edinburgh, Greenwich, Ireland, Brighton, Bath, Stonehenge, Cornwall, getting lost in SOHO, the very long walk afterwards, alcoholic milkshakes, Morgan and Kate, drinking with them, visiting parliament TWICE, that thing at the Tate Modern, walking everywhere, random photo-shoots, THE FOOD, all of those milkshakes, the chocolate covered strawberries, our lunch time picnics in the park, our dinnertime picnic with wine in coffee cups, our cider tasting tour of the UK, walking down the street with a loaf of baguette…everyday, our flat in KENSINGTON AND CHELSEA…
I’m still missing about a thousand things here, but that’s okay. I think you get my point. Which is of course, that I cannot imagine these last three years without you as my roommate, my best friend, my better half… You are a wonderful, smart, caring, understanding, (INSERT LOTS OF OTHER POSITIVE ADJECTIVES I CAN’T THINK OF RIGHT NOW), human being and I am so lucky to know you and to have shared all these amazing adventures with you and I am so, so proud of everything you have accomplished. So you go out there and slay those last hours of DM. And enjoy it, because you have earned it! Also…remember me fondly when you achieve world domination.
I love you so much roomie. Please never stop being amazingly you.
Katie.