Rachel. Ahh, where to begin? Rachel has been one of my best friends since I was about 11. We’ve stayed friends through long distances and tough times, always maintaining the ability to make each other laugh. I love Rachel because she knows everything about me and still wants to be my best friend. I will never feel like a weirdo around her, because she is just as weird, if not weirder than I am.

Rachel and I have the most fun doing the stupidest things. We find so much entertainment from tapping strangers butts while passing through large crowds in NYC. We love making ugly faces in pictures and yelling random things out the windows of cars when passing pedestrians. Our activities continue to become more random and basic and yet we still find ourselves on the verge of peeing our pants in laughter nearly every time we hang out.  She just gets me. And, even better, she finds me hilarious, which I will never understand, because I find her infinitely more funny than I could ever be. So, Rachel, here’s to you. Thank you for making every second I spend with you not only enjoyable, but hilarious. I love you in the most heterosexual way possible.