Dear Recently Discovered,

You have only been in my life for a couple of days, and yet already I feel like you're one of those people I just can't live without.  I feel like I've met my other half... practically the male version of myself.  I've never had somebody get disappointed when I made a joke and say "I thought you were a goody goody..." to which I can gratefully reply "Don't worry--I am."  with the relief of knowing I don't have to put on any sort of "cool" mask.  

I can't even express the joy and comfort that floods my being, at how every time I reveal a bit of information about myself, you let out a groan and mutter something about how unbelievably awesome I am.  For some reason it's quite easy to believe coming from you.
Yes, I do like ramen.  Apparently in your book that's proposal worthy.  I also like the narwhal song, I do make Lord of the Rings references, and I know more than any girl should about Star Wars.  I also play Halo on occasion.  In most cases, such things make me... awkward.  A social outcast.  Unladylike.  But really, it's just how I was raised.

And yet, those seem to be the things that make you so elated at my mere existence.

If there's one thing I like, it's somebody who finds me as fantastic as I do.

Your timing is absolutely incredible.  You and I are going to be best friends. 

Maybe I will survive after the summer, after all.  Provided you're coming along with me.