WelcomeToJMart

Now, let me ask you something:
Do you realize how amazing our Best Friend is?
I love to sit and talk to Him for hours at various parts
Of the day and he never ever interrupts me.
Yet, he somehow always tells me what he
Thinks about my situation.
I talk to Him about you.
He loves you, but you knew that.
He gives me the best advice on how to
Keep you happy.
He is the best wingman ever! I swear it.
We’ll be walking together and I’ll say,
“What do you think? She seems amazing.”
And He’ll smirk and say,
“No, Joe don’t waste your time on her,
I have a very good friend I want
You to meet, trust me.”
And I trusted him,
And now I have you.
Did you know that without His help,
I wouldn’t be able to talk to you now?
True story. He’s the reason I can speak.
Oh man, I can’t even imagine how hard
It would be to breathe if he didn’t exist.
And He has that amazing ability to make
My worst days, like that day my parents
Split up, into a day where I can still smile.
He has given me so many gifts,
You have no idea.
And I know for a fact that I will never be able to repay Him.
Can you believe that?
I can’t repay him!
And all He has to say to that is, “Joe, don’t worry
About it. You just be my friend and follow my advice,
And you can consider your debt paid.
I love you.”
I have told him so many times
All the things I’ve done wrong to him.
I’m such an idiot.
And…He just looks at me and says
“It’s ok. I forgive you.”
He’s someone who never gets mad,
Only disappointed.
He’s the reason you have food every day,
And even if you think “Well, I worked hard for
This food, no one helped me,” You’re lying.
He’s the whole reason any of us have food.
And he invites me to lunch with him every Sunday.
I walk in and bow before his greatness,
But he just lifts me up and says “Let’s catch up on things, Joe.”
He is robed in gold and purple,
He is mighty,
And yet, people forget about Him.
He loves you and me so much that He would die
For us.
Acutally, He already did die for us….
He went to Hell for us.
And I still have the nerve to not listen to Him!
What is wrong with me?
I’ll tell you what’s wrong,
It’s so easy to not follow Him,
It’s so easy to do my own thing,
And He doesn’t force me to follow Him.
“You are not a robot,” He says.
“You can make your own choices,
I just hope you choose me.”
You can spit in His face,
And ridicule Him,
And hate Him,
And disobey Him,
And you know what He’ll do?
He’ll just clean his face off a bit,
And wait for you to come back.
I don’t get it.
But I love it.
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As a side note, it should be known that I love comedy, hate parties (the kind you're thinking of) and loathe alcohol with every fiber of my being.Oh and this is my first of two best friends, Mike T. You know T, you kinda know me. As you may see, we're both kinda a big deal and we have weapons. A lot of em...
T has been my best friend since sophomore year of Highschool. Back then, our relationship consisted basically of him running to me, all depressed with various girl problems. He would berate me for advice, which I had no problem giving, and then he would procede to ignore everything I had told him, thus falling into an inevitable pit of heartbreak and sadness. And...that's about where we are now :-P
No, really, T and I are pretty solid nowadays. We're looking to the future now that we've hit the big leagues (College means we're adults right?) and someday we plan on working together on movies and such (am I gonna regret saying that? Like will I look back on this, 3 years from now and go: Wow! What an IDIOT I was!! haha hope not...) T USED to be the kind of guy who would be standing in the middle of a crowd and suddenly scream "YES QUINN! IM GAY! IM f**KING GAY! ARE YOU HAPPY?? IM OUT QUINN! NOW YOU CAN LAUGH AT ME!!" And when all the people turned to look at the crazy shouting, he would run out of the area like he was a pissed off gay man. Thats how T USED to be... now T's the kind of guy who will blast The Welcome Kit's Song "All Night Long" with the windows down in front of a toys are us to the great horror and humiliation of myself (There was kids all around!!) If you dont know what Im talking about, look the song up. I dare you. I'd tell you more, but for what? Go stalk someone else. Anyways, that's T.
Then next is Lety (By the way, the order of friends is by the order of how I met them. How else could I arrange them? Its bad enough that I'm setting 3 apart from teh others right?)So anyways, Lety's my Church best friend and also my "wow life sucks" buddy. Lety's a pretty amazing person and I normally wouldn't be friends with someone so great but I'm pretty sure she'll be cannonized as a saint when she dies and if I outlive her...then I can say I knew a saint!!! :-DJk. Seriously, Lety has a way of just listening to my problems so I can vent when I need to and I need to badly sometimes.) Sometimes, by the time I'm done venting, I don't even feel bad anymore.But obviously that's not all the reason she's my best friend. And yet, I don't have the room or the need to tell it all. Lety and T are two of the most awesome friends I've ever had.
This is Meghan. Megahn's ok...she's whatevs...Well, she's whatevs if a synonym for that word is the most wonderful girlfriend I could ever ask for. Megs is my 3rd beest friend (because I met her last.) Now, I'm not gonna make the claim that she's the most amazingessess girlfriend in the world. I'm not gonna say she's the most perfect girl ever. I'm not gonna be stupid and claim she's better than YOUR girlfriend (IF you have a girlfriend.) Because that's all subjective. We can argue on and on about that, taking cheap shots, and making up stories, and in the end, I don't want to win that war anyway. Meghan ISNT a girl that every guy would want. ...If she was...every guy would be after her (you see where I'm heading?) Meghan is pretty perfectly a Joe Martinez type of girl. Now I'm not saying that no one else would like her. She's wonderfully easy to get along with (though a bit goofy ;-PPPP) She may also be a Tim Makerson girl, or a Bob Linden girl too. But F**K those guys. As far as I care, I won the race to find Meghan. And I seriously can't look at her without thinking every once in a while "Meghan is seriously a gift from God." My profile is public, so I'll say If you're my myspace friend, you know how I am. And I would imagine It'd be pretty hard to think of a girl who would work well with me (I'm different.) Haha...I used to think that too...Jerk. :-P But there she is, Meghan Maureen Malebranche--my best friend.