I’m proud of my guys.
There are certain times where we’re all sick of each other – but I’m really proud of our duplex right now. We’re coming together as a group of guys, and I think we’re going to make it. It’s times like these that I realize how special of a group I have here, and how Andrew, Chase, Dan, and Pete are four of my best friends that I’ve ever had. I will certainly be sad when my JBU days have to come to an end. I’m convinced that when that day comes, although I’ll be looking to many great years ahead, one of the most exciting chapters in my life will have closed for forever.
Want to know what to do if you’re wanting to feel all sentimental about life? Hang out at 2:00 in the morning with your best friends, put a frozen pizza into the oven, listen to Death Cab for Cutie songs, and read a book about existentialism.
Yeah, that’ll pretty much do it.
Us get sick of each other? No!…Never!…okay…maybe sometimes. Even so, you guys are my brothers, and I would do anything for any one of you…even fight a 998,939,179,056 lbs. gorilla (which is not fun, trust me). Seriously though, I love you guys. Ya’ll are my best friends.