Mad Roomie Respect

By Cadet Abigail Valadez
At 0530 two alarms go off at the exact same time, the first is a generic ringing noise meant to be so awful even the heaviest sleepers would be forced to shut it off, and the second is Taylor Swift’s “Bad Blood”.  At 0532 two individuals almost simultaneously snooze these alarms, roll over, and go back to sleep. This is the start of every single awesome day with my roomie, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
For the past two years I have been “Roommate-less in Roswell,” which sounds great until you realize that it’s a lonely life and scary movies are a million times worse to watch when you have to go sleep in a room all by yourself right after. So, yes it was nice but sometimes you don’t realize what you’re missing out on until you have it.  When a girl who I had known only through small talk knocked on my door spring semester of last year, I never even thought that by opening it, I was letting in a new best friend for life.
Now this best friend is my roommate, and there is no one who I would rather have to spend most of my time with.  Some of the amazing things she does include but are not limited to: buying cookies and letting me eat half of them; using a flash light when she wakes up before me to get around the room even though I have told her multiple times that I don’t mind the light; patiently listening to my issues; and leaving cute little notes on my stuff randomly.  She studies with me when we feel like studying and spends hours talking about pretty much anything with me when we just aren’t in the productive sort of mood.
Having a good roommate is such an important part of an enjoyable NMMI experience.  After all, you must be able to live with this person after meeting them for the first time ever—I mean sometimes I can’t even bear to live with my own siblings, much less a stranger.  Luckily for me, this year that piece has fit in beyond perfectly; yes maybe she has ruined any appreciation I have ever had for the song “Bad Blood” by Taylor Swift, but I feel like that is reasonable price to pay for her being the absolute best roomie ever.
SnapChat picture of my roomie and me before the fourteen-mile half marathon we ran together.