I was a sophomore in high school when my gym class mixed with a different one for a day. This is where I saw a man with long hair and thought "oh, he's handsome!" So, I decided to be nice and not hit him with my dodgeball. He returned the favor not long after that so I decided I liked him. I thought that may be the last time I see him, but I was wrong and our classes got put together again! This time we played tennis (a game that this man was surprisingly good at, and of course it immediately made me annoyed). We became friends after this (despite me being a SMIDGE on the crazy side) and talked all summer. I grew a big crush on him and decided to give him PLENTY of hints that I was interested (that he didn't notice). To my surprise and joy, he asked me out after a school football game. And, well, here we are 10 years, 8 months, 2 weeks, and 6 days later, and counting!