Thank you, I don't know why you always let me talk, or why you listen...you probably hear the same stories and complains 20 times a day, but you always listen, always laugh, always smile and tell me its ok. I know I can tell you anything, you won't laugh at me, get mad at me, you listen...and smile.

I'm glad you're in all my classes (well almost) and I'm glad that we're friends...
I love our daily marathons,
our not listening in chem,
that you wanted to give me a party,
our laughs about Antuna,
and oh yes, even RIP CRASH!

You let me be myself, and thats my favorite thing.