I know that I don’t always get to tell you this enough, but thank you for always being there for me. Whether it be when I’m fighting with an ex-girlfriend or about to lose my mind over a class you have always been there for me. We have known each other for eight years now and over those eight years, you have meant the world to me. You have become my brother, my twin in most cases, and my bouncing board for so many of my ideas and thoughts that I have. You are the reasoning in my life when I have no logic, and you are the person that keeps me sane. When I’m at a wall in my life, you are there to help me get over it or we tear it down together. And while at times we fought (typically when we had to get up for work at 5:30 in the morning) you have always been there for me and never left me behind.

You are the best friend a guy could ask for. And while I know that it hurt us both when I moved away to continue on with school, I know that our friendship and our brotherhood is strong enough that we won’t drift apart. If anything we have grown closer through this distance. I know that at any time I can pick up the phone and call you and you will answer and we will talk for four hours while playing Call of Duty on our PS3’s. When I have a bad day, you are the person that can get in my head and help me process the bad and make it good. If that doesn’t work I know that you will help me by taking me to the gym and pushing me until my breaking point, which grew a lot over the years. When I need advice on cooking, you’re the person I call. You have done so much for me over the years, from relationship advice to teaching my how to drive a stick-shift to driving me to be the very best that I can be every time I do something. So thank you for being the best thing that has ever happened to me. Without you, only God knows where I would be. And to think, it all started with a 2 a.m. conversation at a church camp where we barely knew each other.