I do not know you as well as I'd like to. It's hard to describe you, especially considering how many entries I've written about other people already, but I'll give it a shot.
You know what you're doing. You're down for anything. You're reliable and agreeable. I think the thing I respect most about you is how you do screaming frustration. You're upbeat about it. Things turn downhill, and you're screaming about it in a way that you're smiling, and you're making everyone else smile. You've got a certain infectious upset attitude, if that makes sense.
I certainly consider you one of the most mature people I know, and not even in the stuffy way.
Out of every junior I know, I can honestly say I have a tremendous amount of respect for you. You seem inflappable, and you have that common sense thing that so many teenagers lack. I like that. And in your senior year, I'm certain that you'll have the respect you deserve - not from the dumb people, but from the smart ones.
Somehow, I feel as if you don't need me to tell you all this. I don't think you need an affirmation, because I think you're so in control that you've got positive self-image. But I want you to know two things.
One, I respect you a lot and wish we had been better friends. I think the world of you.
Two, Wherever you stand with the ladies, time has a way of working things out. Keep an optimistic attitude.
You're an absolutely great addition to any group. It's been fun, and I hope to see you at Stage Crew in the future.