warning: this will get mushy!

i would just like to take a moment to tell you about my best friend and how much i appreciate him. <3

his name is Mathew, he was born on November 26th 1994...he is the sweetest, has light brown eyes and is the coolest kid i've ever met. (:

                     <3 earlier this year^^

our story is boring but some how sweet in it's own nerdy-weird way:

we met when his family came to the beach with my family on our vacation...we knew each other before but never talked. long story short, we started out hating each other.. then tried to impress each other... then we became the best of friends. 4 years later here we are.  we blame our parents, and thank them at the same time. it's taken forever to get to the point we're at now... i was 12 when he told me he was going to marry me, haha. there is still lots of waiting to do, but it's totally worth it!

 i appreciate what he does for me more than anyone could ever imagine... he is the sweetest guy ever.  when i'm sick, he brings me tacobell, when i'm upset, he drops everything to make sure i'm okay, i get random calls during the day asking how i am.. it's safe to say he's obsessed, but i don't mind. (:

i don't know what i'd do without him. it's awesome knowing you have someone there for you, anytime-all the time. someone you can trust with your fears and secrets.. and will laugh at you because of them. 

 it's actually funny when people think since we're homeschooled we get to talk/see each other all the time.. that is NOT the case.  maybe when we were 12 & 13, but not anymore. i'm lucky if i get to see him 2 times a week (once during the week and once at church) and we only talk right before bed to get in details of day and say goodnight... so don't think we're "love sick" get to see each other all the time blahh blah blah. 

 oh and, he is seriously the most ANNOYING person you will EVER come across in life... anyone who personally knows him, KNOWS.  he really does annoy me, all the time... its like this game he likes to play.  which drives me crazy.. but i get over it for the sake of his happpiness (:

 i would be lying if i told you i had a better friend then him. he's like my brother in a non-sick gross kinda way. he's a part of my family, and i'm a part of his. 

 no one can make me as happy as him, he knows me inside and out... he probably knows me better than i know me (which has been proven on occasion).

Mathew and I are growing up together, which is like a fairy tale to me.. how cool is it that i will know my husband for 6-8 years before i marry him?! i'll already know his favorite brand of toothpaste and won't need to ask! i'm gonna know what to and what not-to cook. i'll know how to his wash clothes. i'll know not to tell him anything when he really needs to pee because he'll forget and i'll just have to tell him again! i'll know when i need to go throw away old socks and buy new fluffy extra clean white ones (;

anyway, don't ask me why i wrote this and if any of you comment barf or gross it will be deleted. i mean seriously.. grow up.

I love you, Mathew... and I will marry you one day (: