Dear Haylee,

By the time you read this, there would have been a very important milestone in our friendship. It is our friendiversary. I can remember how we met like it was yesterday. You might want to grab a tissue, a bowl of ice cream and maybe play some melancholy music. You may just laugh; which I know you will most likely do.

I thought that I was going to be late for the first day of band camp, even though I ended up showing up a half an hour early. I did not get my student ID because the day before camp I had to move off campus because my grandmother was terminally ill, so I could not make the check-in day. I saw you coming around the corner caring your baritone. You let me in with your card, and I thanked you for that kind gesture. We did the typical greeting that everyone seems to do. Then, we get to know each other, and that was the start of our wild and crazy friendship.

After camp, we found out that we had almost all of our classes together. We would walk to the band field every Monday and Wednesday. Then, we signed up for Chorale Society. Which I think you regret a lot because you seemed like you did not enjoy it, and you may never go back, but you did meet new people and your new roommate there.

Without you, I would probably be falling into my "shy guy" mode. I would not have met Jimmy, Paige, Brooke and Natalie. I would have never known that Wesley had a drama club, plus my Thursday nights in the Chapel's computer lab would get very boring. (You know what I am talking about.)

Those dreaded recording for Aural Skills I and II. Not to ruin the mood, but I am looking forward to having our Thursday nights ruined by Aural Skills III recordings. Also, when I told you that I was a flaming homosexual, you did not treat me any differently. Well, except for the occasional jokes about my sexuality, but I can let that go for now.

Now, let's get back to being sentimental. You were there for me when I had a breakdown when I start to feel depressed, and I was there for every breakdown you had. Especially, when your boyfriend ended up in the hospital. I know you are happy now because he is coming back to Wesley. I know you are not looking forward to band and more breakdowns this semester.

Love,

Brandon

P.S. Since it was your birthday, I would like to take the time to say this. Happy Birthday! A toast to our friendship and to another great year ahead of us. Make sure you do not party too hard; unless if it is with your favorite GBF.