There are so many people on this planet.  We are all so worried about finding our soulmate.  None of us truly bring to light the value of finding a true best friend.  To me, that is far superior to romantic love.  I understand how much happiness romance can bring, but knowing that my best friend will be there no matter what has far more benefits.  I'm not sure for guys what this means, but for girls it means getting to chit chat and not having to finish sentences.  It means singing love ballads to one another in the car with the windows down.  It means not having to explain yourself and having someone get what you didn't say.
The random "50 points if you hit a skateboarder"s or "dibs" can never truly measure the impact a lifelong friendship has on us.
Sarah, I know God has blessed me with you in my life and I love you so much.  I understand how often I write about you, but I hope you know that that is the only way I can think of to say how I feel about us.

Don't worry about disappointing me, I'm used to people sucking.

I really don't have anything else at the moment besides that sentence.

However, I do have some news.

The leader of my college ministry has so many stories.  Mickey Pittman could tell us a different story every week and we'd be nowhere close to his memoir.  So, since I've been wanting to write a book and have yet to come up with anything good,  I'm going to start interviewing Mickey.  He is such an inspirational man and I will keep this up to date as the interviews progress.

In the meantime, God bless.

Hate Me or Love Me at your Own Risk

Hating anyone eats away at your soul slowly.  Loving me, though, might be more difficult than hating me.

Wob

It's been a while.  Almost 5 years have passed since the last time I saw you.
In 8th grade, we were in the same class.  I remember my mom pointing you out and saying you were cute.  I shrugged it off because you were too cute to like a girl like me.  In 8th grade, I had hair as big as it was long.  I had braces.  I was still at that awkward toothpick body shape stage.  You were so out of my league.
Even now, after all these years, so much has changed, but I still feel so flattered that you like me.  You're training for the Marines right now, but somehow manage to take time to text me every so often.  Every text from you gives me a brand new smile that I don't have to fake.  I cannot wait until August when you come home.  I want to see you so bad.
I miss you, Robert Smith and I'm so flattered that you miss me, too.

Conversation in a classroom

Girl: Do you have a pen?
Boy: Yes
-girl uses pen and passes pen and attendance sheet back to boy-
girl finds a pen in her bag
Girl: Oh.  I just found a pen.
Boy: Well it's too late now.  It's ok.  You just wanted to start a conversation.
Girl:  You caught me.  That was my latest pick up line.

& while I hate this class, these conversations make it worth while.