As much as I hate admitting this, as does he, I am most thankful for RadRyB, a.k.a. Ryan Brown. It’s kind of a funny story. He’s in my division and the first day of orientation I declared him my best friend. He showed up in my freshman connection class, and he and Gabi were my best friends. Then my family moved… .7 miles away from him. Weird.
But I’m not just thankful for Ryan in American Lit because, let’s face it, he’s waaaaay more thankful for me here, I’m thankful for him in life. Really corny, whatever. He’s one of those people who can always make me laugh, but also has the capability of making me so angry, he knows just what to say in both cases, which I love and hate. He keeps me entertained on the train, in American Lit and in division, whether he means to or not. Boundaries don’t necessarily exist between us so we say whatever is on our minds, and we make fun of eachother all too often. We know eachother extremely well and know what the other is laughing at without even having to ask.
Although sometimes we can’t stand eachother, it doesn’t ever last that long. I can depend on him for most things, except for making the train on time, that’s still tricky sometimes. But he would be the person I would call if I was locked out of my house, and he’s actually called for that reason. He’s a radical kid.
I am thankful for Ryan Brown …oh, and Casey Ford (I promised I would name-drop him).
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