My First Attempt At Writing A Blog...Enjoy

Ok so I'm new to this whole blogging thing. This is mainly for my boyfriend so he can know all of my thoughts and also so I can keep them in order myself. So Mike, my boyfriend, just left for kentucky today to start basic training for the army. I just got my last phone call from him before he left and it sucked, I don't know when I'll beable to talk to him again on the phone.

   So back to the begining. Freshman year of highschool we had dated for a few weeks, he was my first boyfriend and thanks to one of his friends the first guy to break my heart. Nothing happened during these few weeks I was super shy back then and wasn't about to make any first moves even though i badly wanted him to kiss me back then. So then highschool goes by, I think we talked a few times here and there, I had a few more boyfriends. Now I only vaguely remember this part but according to him we hung out once for a short time when we were around 18 sometime after graduation. He says he wanted to kiss me then but "it didn't feel right" so 3 years go by and still no kiss from him. We didn't hang out again after that. So we both went on with our lives, I don't think he had crossed my mind for a few years. I finally moved out of my parents and into an apartment. One night me and my roomate and a few friends decided to go to the bar and have some fun, I made sure I looked good seeing how I was single and all (turns out it's a good thing I did). At one point during the night my roomate mentioned this guy we passed who she thought was cute, I only caught the back of him after he passed. After that I go up to the bar to get a drink and the guy she thought was cute turns around, and of course it's mike who I havent seen in almost 3 years.  The rest of the night goes on we exchange some glances, but no exchanging of numbers. Luckily a few days later I hunted down his number from one of my friends and we have now been happily together for 5 months.

   Yesterday he was at my apartment all night and all morning with me, and his sergeant came to pick him up about 1:35 ish. It was a tough goodbye for both of us. And I know guys are suppose to be tough and all that, but him tearing up when he was walking out the door meant so much to me, not that I had any doubts about his feelings for me before that, but it meant that he was truly gonna miss me and I don't think a guy has ever done that towards me. I know that I am gonna miss him terribly. 16 weeks and he will be mine again. Graduation is on May 13th and I am counting down the days.

   One last thing before I go, I came home from work today with a single pinkish rose with a letter at my apartment. He arranged for his sister to drop it off after he had left. I look forward to the other surprises I'll be getting while he's gone.

Nikki