About two weeks ago, I lost one of my best friends. I feel like the best way to honor his life, or at least the way I think he would appreciate it the most, is to boost his celebrity status. So here's to you Adam Levine (fun name right? As he would say, "like the celebrity, but better").

Adam lived his life bigger and fuller than anyone I have ever met. If he wanted to do something, he just did it, no questions asked. He did it, and expressed every passing thought he had, and we were so lucky to hear that grating voice scream some sort of entirely inappropriate hilarity.

He thrived at University of Miami and when he studied abroad in Australia, but my Adam was camp Adam. That Adam is the one who for over half of my life made everyone's sweaty days even better with his unwavering sense of humor that you could hear from any spot in camp (I find it important to really emphasize how loud he was, like we're talking really loud). Out of everyone there, staff or campers, Adam was really the biggest celebrity. He wanted to be, and it was always his for the taking, no one could compete with his personality. The best we could do was try to keep up with it, and that's how he became one of my best friends.

We spent nine summers together by each others side, being each other's other half (front half and back half, I told Adam what the human centipede was and then immediately came to regret it). For nine summers we laughed together, screamed together, cried together, offended people together, and loved one another to the ends of the Earth. Our friendship was almost as legendary as you were, and you shared that same sense of friendship with so many people. He shared it with his future fiance, Lauren, when you guys dominate kitchen patrol, he shared it with Natalie when you guys ate way too much fudge in Dorney Park, he shared it with all of us who spent our summers with him. Adam was one of the closest and most dependable parts of my life, and now he's gone.

Adam, when you came to see me this summer I remember you missed your train to go home so you had to stay with me an extra night. I am so grateful and so lucky to have had that extra night, that extra moment with you. I am so lucky that even in moments of what feels like inconsolable sadness, I can laugh. That's what you made people do, you made us laugh. There are a million things I wish I could tell you every day, a million snide remarks or awful jokes I could only tell to you. Adam I love you so much, and I miss you every day.

Adam, much like your spirit sister and role model Regina George, you were "the queen bee, the star." There's no way anyone could ever forget you, after all, you were the biggest celebrity any of us knew. You were the real Adam Levine.