Yes Jake, this is for you.

May 24th. That's when you leave and I'm trying really hard to just not think about that day. Yeah I know it's only basic, but hell, we are pretty much together 24/7 and you're my best friend. What am I going to do? Who am I going to annoy to take me out to eat, or watch Disney movies with? Who am I going to share my obsession with puppies with? How am I supposed to steal your clothes all the time when you're not here? Literally, I'm going to be so bored, I'll actually have to work at my summer job a lot...

Don't get me wrong, I am unbelievably proud of my best friend for joining the army. He has already accomplished so much and I cannot wait to see what else he will succeed in, in the army. Jake's the kind of person who gives 110 percent in all of his endeavors. I met the kid back in 4th grade, so I think it's safe to say I know Jake very well. He really is my best friend and I love that boy so much. Do you really have to leave for 9 weeks?

Man this just makes me sad typing this, but it makes me happy to see you so happy and excited for these next steps in your life. I can't seem to picture you in camo yet but I'll be able to see for myself soon. Yes, I'm going to make the, "OMG Jake where's the rest of your body?!" joke. You know me too well. You're going to look so mature, I'm not quite sure if I'm ready for that. Can't we just stay young forever? Please?

Man, May 24th. I know it's awhile away but I feel like it's going to creep up on us fast. I think I'm more afraid of you taking a plane to South Carolina than you are (dammit Greys Anatomy..). You're going to be so far. You bet you're ass I'll write you letters. And yeah, I'll probably cry a lot because I'm a big baby when it comes to this stuff (screw you Dear John.). I know you don't know the days you'll get your phone but I better get a text/call on those days or I'm going to teepee your house (Sorry Lisa).

I love you, Jake. I'm already counting down the days until you graduate and you haven't even left yet. I told mom we're going to make a road trip out of it. I can't wait to yell the loudest whenever you walk out (just like you did for me at graduation). After you graduate and come back home no more leaving, okay? I know Union and the Burg aren't super fancy places to live, but as long as I'm with you, I don't care where we are. You're going to be the best soldier; I just know it.