Dat Gurl.

So..I told myself originally I wasn't going to talk about Alyson. I didn't see a point in talking about this girl...But this girl..I swear to you, has changed my life so much these past few months.

Alyson, my high school sweetheart, my girl of my dreams, my everything, is what I'll be talking about today. It alllll started freshman year. That's when I saw her for the first time. She was that cute blonde girl every one wanted to be friends with, but she hated the attention, she couldn't help it. We shared one class back then, English, but I was still distant, because I'm very much the shy type. The year goes on...Sophomore year passes without a shared class, only exchanging of glances in the hallway..yet she still didn't know who I was. Junior year..everything changed for the better and worse. I was in the drum-line through out my high school life, and she had taken a notice that the drum-line guys were quite cool to talk to. This is when we started getting close. As the year went on, we got closer, I got more attached. I got friend-zoned. Hard. If you aren't aware of what a friend-zone is, it's the worst place for any guy to be in. It's between hell, and standing in the DMV on a busy day. Basically, you're stuck as a friend. Forever. The girl "enjoys being friends, and doesn't want to lose our friendship." It hurt, but I never gave up.

We had gone to homecoming, as friends that year. This is where I had my first dance or whatever, and she forced me to dance with her. Mannn was it nice. I had even given her a few notes, and even explained in person, how I felt about her, and she would just..apologize and say she just wanted to be friends...but I never gave up.

Senior year, I had watched her date a complete asshole. He treated her terribly, called her a bitch a few times, forced her into uncomfortable situations which she didn't want to be in. I had enough of this, and at PDLC (Percussion Drum Line Competition) I was playing around with her on a hot day, with a water bottle. We were having fun, when her asshat boyfriend comes up, takes the water bottle and pours it on my head. I wasn't having this shit. I'm not a big kid, I'm rather skinny, with no muscle. But I had this kid on the ground before I realized what was going on. Alyson..pulls me off with a dissapointed face. I screwed up..but I never gave up.


I dated a few girls here and there..but no one made me feel the way this girl makes me feel. I knew I had to have her. 7 months ago. I made her reveal she does have feelings for me, and that she was hiding it because I was the only one she could trust, that she could talk to, she considered me family. I promised her that no matter what happens, I'll still be there for her. I'll still care. She's such a big part of my life that I couldn't imagine being with out her..that's when finally I didn't have to go through any more pain, of watching her date other people, or turning me down. I finally had her, and I couldn't be happier.


Now, if you read my first post, you'll know I went through the depressed state. Alyson is the sole reason I came out of that. She's made me happier then I have ever been in my life. I can't even explain to you the way she makes me feel. I know I love this girl. I've never felt like a normal person. I've always considered myself weird, unwanted, and messed up, but when I'm with Alyson, all of that disappears and I'm left with that warm, welcome feeling. I know this is the girl I want to be with. I know you're thinking 7 months? How can you tell? I just can. At first, I considered her a curse. Now..I wouldn't change anything. She's a blessing on my life.


I'll stop the soppy story, and leave with a single question.

Did you chase your first love, if so, are you still with them? If not, what went wrong? Did you try to make things better?