Well.. actually Mr. Een.
As an apartment we discussed this last night. If not for any other reason, we think Ian is the reason we moved into the Enclave. This man, who has been a brother to all of us, has blessed our lives in incomprehensible ways.
So thank you Ian. Thank you for being so close to the Spirit. Thank you for being our protector. Thank you for letting us complain about the trivial things of life. Thank you for always showing you care. Thank you for the blessings you give. Those blessings which we know came straight from the Lord. Thank you for making the best cookies ever. Thank you for just jokingly poking our legs after we eat said cookies. Thank you for all the movie nights. Thank you for letting us drag you to dinner and to the roller skating rink. Thank you for the talks that go far beyond what we can talk about with most others. Thank you for being so strong. Thank you for showing us how a priesthood holder should act. Thank you for the respect and love you always show us. Thank you Ian for the water fights. No matter how much we appear to detest you after... Thank you for playing with us. Thank you for your friendship. Thank you Ian, for you.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
The movie Just Friends describes this concept perfectly. The friend zone is a frightening place that is nearly impossible to escape from. The friend zone sucks. According to Just Friends you have to lose a lot of weight and become very successful in order to escape this zone. I am doomed... not that I am being melodramatic or anything.