This is my very best friend. I met her through a friend at lunch my sophomore year. By the end of the week were friends. Her and me have helped each other through so many things. From guys to moving away. I'm thankful each day that I have someone like her to turn to. Now a days we're are so close its not like we're best friends, we're more like sisters. Kirsten thanx for always being there for me. I've counted on you and you've counted on me and I will always be here to listen. Like you told me I'm your Ducky and you're my Quack. I'm so happy you're staying here instead of going to the Air Force. I don't know what I would of done if you had left. And you know I'm always here for you.
This boy I have known since he was in kindergarten and I was in 3rd grade. I use to hate him so much. It wasn't in till he was in 7th grade and I was in 10th that we became friends. And now a days we're closer than ever. He is the only person I know that can make me laugh by saying these 2 words 3 times. "Needle Dick, Needle Dick, Needle Dick" He is one of 3 of my crash dummies.(the people that we're w/ me in my car crash are known as the crash dummies) He is also my human sled.(long story) Saying good-bye to him when I left for B.S.U.(beer sex univ.) was really hard. When you are w/ a person almost every day during the summer for 2 years you become close. Jason, you will always be L.G.B that works out. JASON I MISS YOU. I still can't believe you gone. I know you're not gone forever but it sure does feel like it. You have been in my life for so long and now you're not. It's like the day you moved I lost a piece of me that I'm never going to get back.
He was my dream football player(WATERBOY) my sophomore, junior, and senior year of high school.(so I needed help) For two years him and me liked each other. There isn't a thing I'll ever forget about him. He was there for me to cry on and he knew he could always cry on me. Thanx to him my senior prom couldn't of been any better. The day I left for college he didn't come to say good-bye. That hurt. When I ask him why he wont really say. About 2 weeks after I left, him and his brothers and sisters moved to Watertown New York w/ their dad. I didn't get to say good-bye. He moved back in January and thing were great. It was just like old times. Hell things were really good here and there. Then they all moved to Colorado and I miss him more now than ever.
This person is my brother. He's been my bud since the day he was born back in 1986. Sure we have our moments where we hate each other and wish death upon each other, but every brother and sister have that. He has become a walking diary for me. There isn't a thing in the world I wouldn't trust him with. Lately we've become real close friends, doing stupid things together not only to make others laugh but to makes us laugh and become closer. He's my favorite Spartan Cheerleader. Bub, thanx for everything. I don't know what I would do w/o you.
