I shall christen him "John"

I am feeling rather ambitious right now...I am definitely in the mood to type..so, I shall inform all about my boyfriend...and for his sake, I shall refer to him as "John". (Although, in reality, his name is NOT John. This is just to keep his secrecy and mine from the world wide web...sorry kids.)

John and I have known one another now since...hmmm...well, I've known him since I was 2. I suppose that my crush on him began 2 years ago, I in 7th grade, him in 8th. Of course, this didn't work well for me, I mean, I was a mere &th grader, and I probably didn't..no COULDN'T compare to the 8th grade girls...besides, I was pretty dorky. (Lol. Trust me, I've cleaned up my act.) He talked to me, I talked to him, we rode the same bus, all was good. But then he went into high school..and I was still in junior high. Thus, my infatuation dwindled, and he quickly left my mind. I figured that it wasn't to be, and that after a whole year, my feelings would die anyway.

So, as I forced myself, I went through my 8th grade year as usual. Yes, I did occasionally think on him, who wouldn't think of their crush?! But, he soon left my mind and faded from my everyday thoughts.

Summer draws near.

He magically appears at my dance recital at the beginning of June. (Ok, not really MAGICALLY...his sister dances at my studio, but still, he was there.)

He is really happy to see me, and tells me to go online right when I get home. I'm like "Ha! Anything for you!!" I was curious too.

So he asks me to be his date to his relative's wedding that month. I was thrilled!! Beyond thrilled really. At this point I was in blissful ecstacy.

Obviously, though, not everything turns out hunky-dory.

I was to be gone on a family vacation that day. Oh joy.

So he said no problem, and he told me to send him a postcard. Okay!

I get back, but I become really busy with summer band and freshman orientation stuff that I can't really talk to him. He does send me a post card from HIS family vacation though...hehe.

Then the fair starts in. And after the parade on the second to last day of the fair, he follows me in to the cattle barn (I show steers) and we talk for hours, late into the night. The next day he comes to the fair and once again we chat til darkness falls.

Anyways.....long story short (too late) he asks me to the Homecoming Dance, and after to be his girlfriend. As of last week Wednesday, we have been "going out" for 7 months.

He is so sweet though. Smart in his academics, brilliant when it comes to music, and always trying to do what I want. He's caring, thoughtful (most of the time) and is all I could want.

And.....even after this long, it still gives me tingles when I see him, when he smiles.