Dear Camille,
I miss you the most. More than fishball and kwek kwek. I miss texting you everyday, going for dinner every week. I miss hanging out in your dorm and singing the Greenwich song. I miss being your roommate and staring at the ceiling, looking at each other, staring at the ceiling then falling asleep then replay the cycle when we were bored. I miss shopping with you. I miss exchanging music and talking about cute boys. You are like a sister to me, and even if you're super pretty, you're also super down to earth. ILU!!!
With Love,
Sarah