Ok, you can forever label me as a dork, or a sap, or whatever, but at this point, I don't care. I'm excited and I have to do something about it or I'm going to pop or something.
For those of you who just want to cut to the chase scroll on down; for everyone else, here's a bit of background in my classic, rambling story-telling style.
Most of you have heard me mention this guy either here in lj comments or especially if you've been anywhere around me in the last year. I don't think I've ever actually posted about him, but he is the reason I am so excited right now. And it's about time I told you all about him. :)
His name is Brandon and he's absolutely wonderful. I'm not going to go into the whole sappy story, but just to catch you up to date - it has been almost a year since our first date (nothing really "official" came until later - but that's just when it all started). This past year has been probably my best year of college and Brandon honestly has a lot to do with it. He and I are in the same field - we're both in horn performance. Because of that, I've known him a good while before we were ever a couple (high school honor bands, college ensembles, same horn prof, etc). He is also a year ahead of me in school, which means he just graduated from UA this past May. He stayed here through the summer and then at the end of July I helped him move to Lubbock, TX where he just started grad school at Texas Tech (still continuing with the horn).
It has now been about a month and a half since we've seen each other. And honestly, I've been doing ok. The first week away was rough. That's mostly because I was back in ttown and back in the same routine, just minus Brandon. Since then, it has gotten a little easier. I've settled back into my routine, and I've never had problems keeping myself incredibly busy. I really am ok - I don't sit around moping all day or anything like that (most of the time I keep myself busy enough that I don't even have the time to think about it). There are times however, that I wish I could just see him for five minutes or at the least, get a hug. Seven weeks isn't a HUGE amount of time to go without seeing someone you love, but it does start to wear on you after a while. One of the hardest things has been not knowing when we will get to see each other again. Which brings me (finally) to the point of my post. After sitting down and finally figuring out our school, concert, and work schedules, I now have a date to count down to!
(forgive my girliness, but . . .)
I get to see Brandon in less than two weeks!!
Timing on this really works out great too. The 19th is his birthday (which means I get to actually give him his present instead of sending it) and we had our first date last year on the 21st. I'll actually get to see him (provided plane tickets work out) on the 22nd! Somebody better keep me awfully busy these next two weeks! :D
Ok, you can stop rolling your eyes at me now. :)