100 Days!

(This post is basically just a journal entry for me. It's probably boring and way too long. But read it if you want.)

Remember when it was 729? Then 500? Then 300? Then 200? Well. Now it's 100. And I'm flippin flipping out!

Yesterday I went to CH and Simpson told me he'd be home/released on May 31st. Which means (because of leap year) that his mission was exactly 730 days. :)
I'm so nervous/excited. I can't decide what it is. I'm scared to see him again.... With everything we've been through and all... But I'm also really excited to have him home and have my friend back again :)

I'll NEVER forget the first time he talked to me. I was a tiny little 7th grader and he was like my idol. Haha I just remember our first concert when Mr. Neves was like this is Scott, he's in charge, listen to him. I just drooled over him :P
Three years later my buddy Ryan called and invited me to marching band. I was like lol yeah right! But I went anyway and fell in love with it within five minutes. Mostly because Scott came up and talked to me and I was literally shaking and thinking, "oh my gosh. Scott is taking to me. SCOTT SIMPSON IS TALKING TO ME." Hahaha I was such a dork.
Within a week I had been adopted into the band family and I loved it. All those boys were like my older brothers, always looking out for me. They teased me about Geoff but at the same time gave me advice. They got me out of my classes to take trips to Smith's or McDonalds but also encouraged me to get good grades. They would invite me to hang out ALL THE TIME and made sure that I was included in everything. They were the best friends a girl could ask for, especially Scott. If he EVER sensed that something was bothering me, he'd text or call me or stop me in the hall just to talk. I can't even tell you how many hours we spent sitting in the car talking about everything from Jess to Geoff to church to school to the future to missions to families to... Anything. Eventually I got over my "obsession" and we became actual friends. He was super popular but he still made time for me and I loved that. :)

When he graduated things were different but yet they were the same. I stared to REALLY like him but it was complicate because I was dating his best friend... (Long story. Meh.) We got in some bad fights, went a lot of weeks without talking, and had a hard time adjusting to change. Fortunately, we always made up and became friends again because that's just what friends do. Plus he was getting ready for his mission and I wanted to be part of that.
We weren't taking when he got his call and I was kind of devastated. He texted me where he was going and I just cried. It became real that he was leaving and I knew it was gonna be hard to have him gone. He helped me get through so much crap and always had good advice for me. I started freaking out and the next time he was at Copper Hills I just ran up to him and hugged him and told him I was sorry for everything and that I was sick of fighting. We made up for the five hundredth time and everything was Jim dandy after that :)
Right before he left we got really close again and it was hard because it was kinda like forbidden love. I had a boyfriend, he really liked someone else, and it was just crappy. I was so confused and didn't know what I was feeling. I felt like I was way too young to "wait" for him and he agreed with me on that. I tried breaking up with Kolby but couldn't do it because I really didn't know what I wanted. I spent so much time just bawling and not wanting Scott to leave. But as much as I was fighting it, the day of his farewell came and I spent the whole day at his house. When it was time to say goodbye he just hugged me and didn't let go til I was ready. And even though I was really sad, I felt peaceful like everything would be okay and that I'd see him again. I was like write me ;) and he was like write back ;) and then we laughed and I went home and didn't even cry. I was excited for my first letter :)

When it came, I ran around my house for two hours and read it over and over. Letters were my favorite. Sometimes they were really silly, sometimes really serious. A few of them had a million tiny hearts all over them and that just gave me butterflies. I still asked him for advice (mostly about band and Seminary Council stuff) and he always found a way to make me feel better about things.
Over time it got harder to write. I felt like I was being distracting. Life got busy. You know, the usual. But I never stopped counting the days. I never stopped dropping into Simpson's office to ask about Scott. Because I'm dang excited for him to come home! He's been one of my best friends for so long and I can't wait to see his face again. To laugh about dumb things. To talk about life. Just everything.
100 days. :)

DFTBA!