EDIT: Major typos in this entry. I think I fixed them. ^^;
For those of you who don't know, I like anime. Anime is short for Japanese Animation. Most people who read my blog will probably know anime from things like Pokemon, YuGiOh, and other misc kid shows. However, anime is much like live action movie making. Anime deals with all topics, whether adult or young, and is used in all genres.
There's a lot of good anime out there, there's a lot of bad anime. Some of the worst anime involves hentai, yaoi, ecchi, shounen ie, rape, or incest. I will explain some of the terms I just used for the uninformed: Hentail and ecchi are porn. Ecchi, tends to be less explicit and never shows things going "all the way". Yaoi and shounen ie are homosexual romances. Shounen ie, however, mixes in hentai and ecchi. I don't think I need to explain the others.
You're probably astonished that a CARTOON would have such adult themes (horrible themes). And at this point I want to knock something into your head: CARTOONS AREN'T JUST FOR KIDS, ANIMATION IS FOR *EVERYONE*. Anime is mostly animation, not cartoons. (Though they do make cartoons.) Please do not assume anime is automatically a cartoon. More likely it is not, and is most likely adult animation.
Why am I saying all this? Well, in my "private" journal (I use that word loosely) I ranted about the "sex obsession" most anime fans have. Anime fans tend to take good anime (and bad!) and turn it into something involving sex (hentai, shounen ie, rape, etc).
Now, in my private journal, most of my friends are Christians. However, some I'm not sure about or flat out aren't. Some of the people I know who claimed (at some point) to be Christians wander over to my journal. The result is this.
What was interesting to me was someone was claiming that there was, essentially, nothing at all wrong with fantasying and ENJOYING hentai, shounen ei, and rape. The logic being that since people fantasize all the time (like about beating up on someone you don't like) but never do it, then it must be okay. Because, after all, as long as you don't DO IT then no harm is done.
The problem with this is that fantasying is not always good. Actually, most of the times fantasying about bad things makes problems worse, not better. And often a bad fantasy keeps getting repeated over and over again until it becomes an obsession. Obsessions about bad things turn into bad actions. (This is how we get rapists and porn addicts, even murderers.)
I adhore the fact that these things are produced by Japan. But I can't point fingers too much, since many of those same things are created here (and in live action no less!).
My problem is that our society has fallen so far morally that there are thousands (maybe millions?) of kids from 12-19yrs old (and of course older people too) that think it is perfectly okay to read and write fan fiction about these sexual perversions. (And also I'm greatly bothered by the fact that their parents NEVER NOTICE what they're into.)
This is something about the Anime community I do not like. They are incredibly obsessed with sex[ual perversions], and they don't seem to know that it's bad for them! *slaps forehead*
I'm writing all this here because I feel like writing it in my private journal would either be preaching to the choir or falling on deaf ears. To me that's not worth it, since the "deaf ears" will just take my posts as a personal insult. (It's not like they don't already know what I think anyway. :P)
The worst part of all this is that it is my Christian friend, and her friends (who are not Christians) that often inspire me to write these things. I blame it on her family, really. They were too busy being legalistic to instill the "heart" of the law in her. I will be very surprised to see if she ever wanders back from the other extreme her family has often had. :-/
Monday, February 21, 2005
Friday, February 18, 2005
Famous!
I HAVE EARNED FAME ONCE AGAIN! BWAHAHAHA!!!
No, not really. *cries* Actually I just ended up being the 1,000th commentor at "In Hoc Signo Vinces" blog. The blog is quite nice and I recommend you take a stop over there.
I feel bad though, because I'll comment on the blog and then forget I did. So if anyone asks me a question or has a follow on argument, I never respond. It's never on purpose, but I know it makes me look like a flake. ^^;
No, not really. *cries* Actually I just ended up being the 1,000th commentor at "In Hoc Signo Vinces" blog. The blog is quite nice and I recommend you take a stop over there.
I feel bad though, because I'll comment on the blog and then forget I did. So if anyone asks me a question or has a follow on argument, I never respond. It's never on purpose, but I know it makes me look like a flake. ^^;
It won't make a difference!
I always find it interesting that when people oppose homosexual marriage, they say it's going to "destoy the family". I think this is a lie that Christians are perpetuating to make their opposition make more sense, and perhaps be more palitable, to the outside world.
In reality, homosexual marriage isn't gonna do a damn thing to traditional marriage. Tradition marriage is and always will be approved of by God. Whether the states endorses it or not, isn't gonna make any difference in heaven.
The most damaging thing homosexual marriage will do is raise the divorce percentage in the USA. Well, maybe not even that, since homosexuals are not that prolific and apparently there's a large number of them that aren't interested in marriage anyway. So if nothing else it'll look really weird and they'll get taxed more. (Yay for the government! :P)
What I see is that Christians are by-and-large ignoring the two biggest killers of marriage: adultry and divorce. Both of these things directly break one of the most important oaths made before God.
The average Christian will say adultry and (sometimes) divorce is wrong. Yet in the supposedly "Christian" community, divorce (I dunno about adultry) is commited just as much as the "pagans". That tells me Christians are only giving lip service to marriage and to God.
If organizations against homosexuality really cared about marriage, they would start by building strong marriages and trying to pass laws that encouraged strong marriages. They would go on huge campeigns and make it a social movement to start and promote healthy marriages.
But they don't.
I can only conclude that Christianity is suffering from a complex. We can't stand people sexually sinning because we do it so much ourselves! In an attempt to not have to deal with our own serious problems we go after other people and other things that really have nothing to do with us.
Let me summerize: When people say homosexuality--especially the marriage part--somehow threatens traditional marriage and families, it just goes to show how WEAK traditional family has become. Shame on all the Christians and people in the world who think of it that way!
Shame on Christians! Christians should be strong enough to simply admit that homosexuality is bad, and that endorsing it socially is a bad idea. And when people ask why, Christians better start coming up with better answers.
Oh yeah, and that whole thing about traditional marriage being around for ages, etc etc, and that's why it should be kept the way it is. Lets remember some things: For thousands of years polygomy was considered "traditional" marriage to. If we're gonna go by history we should start endorsing that too. Homosexuality has also been around for years (just read your Bible folks), and in some societies (like the Japanese) it was actually pretty well accepted. So if we're gonna go by history, homosexuality really isn't that odd or "bad".
I'm honest about why I don't like homosexuality: God calls it a sin. And just like all sins, we need to repent and turn to Christ. But it's no worse or greater a sin then people having sex when they're unwed.
I'm D2M and I approve of this Message!
In reality, homosexual marriage isn't gonna do a damn thing to traditional marriage. Tradition marriage is and always will be approved of by God. Whether the states endorses it or not, isn't gonna make any difference in heaven.
The most damaging thing homosexual marriage will do is raise the divorce percentage in the USA. Well, maybe not even that, since homosexuals are not that prolific and apparently there's a large number of them that aren't interested in marriage anyway. So if nothing else it'll look really weird and they'll get taxed more. (Yay for the government! :P)
What I see is that Christians are by-and-large ignoring the two biggest killers of marriage: adultry and divorce. Both of these things directly break one of the most important oaths made before God.
The average Christian will say adultry and (sometimes) divorce is wrong. Yet in the supposedly "Christian" community, divorce (I dunno about adultry) is commited just as much as the "pagans". That tells me Christians are only giving lip service to marriage and to God.
If organizations against homosexuality really cared about marriage, they would start by building strong marriages and trying to pass laws that encouraged strong marriages. They would go on huge campeigns and make it a social movement to start and promote healthy marriages.
But they don't.
I can only conclude that Christianity is suffering from a complex. We can't stand people sexually sinning because we do it so much ourselves! In an attempt to not have to deal with our own serious problems we go after other people and other things that really have nothing to do with us.
Let me summerize: When people say homosexuality--especially the marriage part--somehow threatens traditional marriage and families, it just goes to show how WEAK traditional family has become. Shame on all the Christians and people in the world who think of it that way!
Shame on Christians! Christians should be strong enough to simply admit that homosexuality is bad, and that endorsing it socially is a bad idea. And when people ask why, Christians better start coming up with better answers.
Oh yeah, and that whole thing about traditional marriage being around for ages, etc etc, and that's why it should be kept the way it is. Lets remember some things: For thousands of years polygomy was considered "traditional" marriage to. If we're gonna go by history we should start endorsing that too. Homosexuality has also been around for years (just read your Bible folks), and in some societies (like the Japanese) it was actually pretty well accepted. So if we're gonna go by history, homosexuality really isn't that odd or "bad".
I'm honest about why I don't like homosexuality: God calls it a sin. And just like all sins, we need to repent and turn to Christ. But it's no worse or greater a sin then people having sex when they're unwed.
I'm D2M and I approve of this Message!
Monday, February 14, 2005
A Story for Valentine's Day
This is a review of how my husband and I met and our engagement. It's REALLY long. Sorry about that. Also, sorry for any misspellings and bad grammar. I got REALLY tired at the end of this. ^^;
At the end of year 2000 I got some software (not Macromedia) that allowed me to make websites without any HTML knowledge. I was gleefull, and immediately set out to make myself a website. After some trial and error, I got a website up.
During this time I started a search. I wanted to find other Christians who liked Anime. I'm not sure which search engine I was using (either AOL or MSN), but my first two results were "Zack and Yamcha's Neglected Anime Characters" and "Anime Angels". Of the two, Anime Angels looked more "Christian", so I went with them.
Anime Angels was nice, but it was more community than art, and what I wanted was artists. So I went back to searching. I started searching again. It was very troubling, because I could just not find any other Christian anime artists. But "Zack and Yamcha's Neglected Anime Characters" kept popping back up. Finally I gave up and clicked on the link.
I remember searching the site and not finding anything "Christian". (Mike swears up and down that it was mentioned in his profile page...) Despite this lack of "Christian" material, the site was pretty nice. The layout was done fairly well and the art was pretty good. So I emailed the owner. It was a really short email and went something like "Hey, nice website and art. Keep it up. :) "
He and I had AOL at the time (ah, the days of ignorance!), so when he opened his email, he saw my AOL screen name pop up on his buddy list. He must have been pretty bored at the time, 'cause he IMed me and we started chatting.
Here's where the crazy stuff starts happening. I hadn't chatted with him for very long before I was hit with this incredible feeling. I wasn't sure what it was at the time, being as I'd never felt anything like it, and to be honest it terrified me. For a long long time I struggled with it and I actually started offline (computer) journals at some point to help me deal with this feeling.
Poor poor Mike became the brunt of my unknown feeling. I'm afraid he got quite a "verbal beating" from me because of this. We didn't get along too well at first. (In fact, we actually outright FAUGHT with each other!)
It took me a while, but eventually I figured out what I was feeling. Once I did, I hated myself all the more! I was feeling love. LOVE! Love for a guy whose voice I didn't know and for a guys face I'd never seen in person.
I can't remember exactly how it went, but there was a motto I had (at the time) that went something like "Don't listen to your heart, it lies." I firmly did not believe in "falling in love", and I found "love" itself to be an incredibly questionable idea. So you can see that I did not have a state of mind that lent itself towards "love" and infatuation, much less some stupid online romance.
At the same time, I knew Mike didn't feel the same way for me. I knew he didn't love me beyond a friend. I was honest with myself and realized he probably would never love me. And even if he could or did, what would be the point? We'd never see each other. It was a dead end romance-- love-- in my mind. It was stupid.
So I decided I was going to be a friend, the best friend I could be. I vowed to never let my feeling for him interfere with any good advice I had about women, love, and romance. And I didn't. I didn't let my feelings get the better of me, even when I was dying inside when he talked about women he was thinking about having relationships with. It was hard, but I did it.
We were friends for two years.
I don't know when, but at some point Mike started liking me. I don't think he ever felt for me as strongly as I did for him, but he did feel something. But after two years of friendship, it was rather hard for me to believe he would like me. But after some pushing from mutual friends, I told him I liked him. It was incredibly embaressing, and even know I blush mentioning it. (It just sounds so dorky. ~_~; )
Now around this time, my parents decided it was time to ship my sister and I off to the Grandparents in Florida so they could take a vacation (from us). I passed this news on to Mike, and he suggested that we might be able to meet. Well, I didn't think that would work out at all, since I didn't drive and I doubted he lived anywhere near where I was going.
Well, it turned out that Mike lived an hour away from my Grandparents and had his own car so he could drive and meet us. (What WERE the chances of that?) So we arranged to meet each other. And that's how we ended up meeting face to face for the first time.
When my parents came to pick us up (this is a 12 hour journal, so they stayed a day at my grandparents before leaving), they got to meet Mike. I was personally delighted, because Mike was meeting some very important members of my family all at the once. If they liked him, or at least thought he was safe, I figured he couldn't be too bad.
And they must have seen something trustworthy in him, because they let him drive my sister and I to the city. Honestly, I can't believe they did it either. They'd met him once and they were letting him drive off with their only two children. I can only conclude that my parents trusted me implicetly. o_o
Switch back to my home, Mike and I are chatting (which we do almost every day now) and he mentioned this Anime Convention in Maryland that's happening in August. He planned on going, he already got a list of people who would go with him to share the costs and the driving time. Nice, I think, hope he has a good time.
Well, then he offered that I come along. I honestly did not take the offer seriously at first. I couldn't drive and had no money, how the heck was I suppose to get there? But he was being serious so I did the only thing I could: I asked my parents.
Now, the Convention just happened to fall on my birthday. It also just happened that it was my 18th birthday. (It was also very convenient for me that I hadn't asked for anything major on my birthdya in years.) I didn't actually think I had any hope convincing my parents to take me to Maryland, but I figured if I was going to ask, I better be convincing. So I laid it all out to them and let them think it over.
By some miracle my parents agreed! Let me tell you, I was absolutely flabbergasted that they did too. It would be a 1,000$ plus trip to get over there... it had never occured to me that they'd seriously consider my offer.
So off to the convention we go. There Mike and I had... an interesting time. He was suppose to take me out on a date or something like that (I can't remember exactly how it went), but he never did. (I remember being upset with him over that.)
However, some romantic stuff happened between us anyway. We ended up in the hotel resturant all by ourselves. Mike and I danced to the orchastra music playing. Later when we were sitting outside and talking, one of the waitresses stopped us and giggled and said she'd seen us dancing and wasn't that adorable? xD
Anyway!
Shortly after that, Mike went to college. Good ol' Bob Jones University! We were sorta dating at the time. I wouldn't REALLY call it dating, because I recall that Mike was still open to "other possibilities".This was a difficult time for me, I didn't want to force Mike into a relationship with me if he really wasn't interested or ready. At the same time, I felt he should make up his mind. Did he want me or not? :-/
BJU really took a lot out of Mike. He was working as many hours as he could as a pot-scrubber so he could pay his way through college. While he was working so hard, he kept hearing stories of people getting anonymous money gifts to pay for their college tuition. He was confused, because he knew God had wanted him there, and yet God didn't seem too interested in helping him stay.
So Christmas came around, and I asked my parents if Mike could stay at our place for the holidays. They said yes, so Mike drove down. It was a two week holiday. It turned into a 5 month stay.
Mike couldn't afford to go back to college (he had a 3,000$ debt he had to pay off before he could go back), but he couldn't go home either. He hated home and vowed never to go back. My parents took him in until he could figure out what to do.
It was suggested that Mike try to get into the Air Force. They had a nice fat bonus they were offering at the time to attract people, and it would be more than enough to pay off his debt. He wasn't too happy about the idea, because he'd never been a military type person. But he figured he didn't have many other options, and at least in the military he could get someone ELSE to pay for college. :P
But getting in wasn't easy. It took a while. And during this time, Mike and I got to really know each other. I remember clearly (well, as clearly as remembering ever is for me) cuddling with him and the couch. We were just sitting there and he asked "Hey, will you marry me?" (or something like that) and I said yes.
It was done very simply, very quietly. He didn't have a ring to give me, because he didn't have any money. But to me, that's a very sweet memory.
A few weeks later, he was shipped off to boot camp.
I didn't tell ANYONE what he'd asked. In my mind, a proposal without a ring was like a car without battery. Sure you got the car, but you can't go anywhere with it. And honestly, I didn't think anyone would believe me if I told them he'd proposed but had no proof. So I kept quiet and waited.
When Mike graduated (from boot camp), he plotted with my mother to propose to me. He'd apparently had a pretty spiffy plan worked out. Unfortunately it completely fell apart because his grandma and mother prevented him from buying the ring on time. Not only that, my Mom had let it slip that he was trying to buy me a ring.
And my poor poor Dad. He was the ONLY ONE who didn't realize how serious the relationship with Mike and I had become. He didn't even know that Mike was going to propose to me. I don't think he was too happy about that, but it wasn't all my fault! Everyone else and my aunt KNEW what was going on. :P
In the end, Mike got the ring (though I ended up being there when he bought it) and proposed to me in the food court at the BX. My parents and sister were there, and I got my ring. Naturally I told everyone after that. :P
About 6 months later (most of which was spent states away from each other) we got married. I was 19 when we married, the first of all my friends. Mike was the first guy I ever fell head over heels for, my first date, my first boyfriend, and my first lover.
All in all, I think it turned out pretty well. :)
At the end of year 2000 I got some software (not Macromedia) that allowed me to make websites without any HTML knowledge. I was gleefull, and immediately set out to make myself a website. After some trial and error, I got a website up.
During this time I started a search. I wanted to find other Christians who liked Anime. I'm not sure which search engine I was using (either AOL or MSN), but my first two results were "Zack and Yamcha's Neglected Anime Characters" and "Anime Angels". Of the two, Anime Angels looked more "Christian", so I went with them.
Anime Angels was nice, but it was more community than art, and what I wanted was artists. So I went back to searching. I started searching again. It was very troubling, because I could just not find any other Christian anime artists. But "Zack and Yamcha's Neglected Anime Characters" kept popping back up. Finally I gave up and clicked on the link.
I remember searching the site and not finding anything "Christian". (Mike swears up and down that it was mentioned in his profile page...) Despite this lack of "Christian" material, the site was pretty nice. The layout was done fairly well and the art was pretty good. So I emailed the owner. It was a really short email and went something like "Hey, nice website and art. Keep it up. :) "
He and I had AOL at the time (ah, the days of ignorance!), so when he opened his email, he saw my AOL screen name pop up on his buddy list. He must have been pretty bored at the time, 'cause he IMed me and we started chatting.
Here's where the crazy stuff starts happening. I hadn't chatted with him for very long before I was hit with this incredible feeling. I wasn't sure what it was at the time, being as I'd never felt anything like it, and to be honest it terrified me. For a long long time I struggled with it and I actually started offline (computer) journals at some point to help me deal with this feeling.
Poor poor Mike became the brunt of my unknown feeling. I'm afraid he got quite a "verbal beating" from me because of this. We didn't get along too well at first. (In fact, we actually outright FAUGHT with each other!)
It took me a while, but eventually I figured out what I was feeling. Once I did, I hated myself all the more! I was feeling love. LOVE! Love for a guy whose voice I didn't know and for a guys face I'd never seen in person.
I can't remember exactly how it went, but there was a motto I had (at the time) that went something like "Don't listen to your heart, it lies." I firmly did not believe in "falling in love", and I found "love" itself to be an incredibly questionable idea. So you can see that I did not have a state of mind that lent itself towards "love" and infatuation, much less some stupid online romance.
At the same time, I knew Mike didn't feel the same way for me. I knew he didn't love me beyond a friend. I was honest with myself and realized he probably would never love me. And even if he could or did, what would be the point? We'd never see each other. It was a dead end romance-- love-- in my mind. It was stupid.
So I decided I was going to be a friend, the best friend I could be. I vowed to never let my feeling for him interfere with any good advice I had about women, love, and romance. And I didn't. I didn't let my feelings get the better of me, even when I was dying inside when he talked about women he was thinking about having relationships with. It was hard, but I did it.
We were friends for two years.
I don't know when, but at some point Mike started liking me. I don't think he ever felt for me as strongly as I did for him, but he did feel something. But after two years of friendship, it was rather hard for me to believe he would like me. But after some pushing from mutual friends, I told him I liked him. It was incredibly embaressing, and even know I blush mentioning it. (It just sounds so dorky. ~_~; )
Now around this time, my parents decided it was time to ship my sister and I off to the Grandparents in Florida so they could take a vacation (from us). I passed this news on to Mike, and he suggested that we might be able to meet. Well, I didn't think that would work out at all, since I didn't drive and I doubted he lived anywhere near where I was going.
Well, it turned out that Mike lived an hour away from my Grandparents and had his own car so he could drive and meet us. (What WERE the chances of that?) So we arranged to meet each other. And that's how we ended up meeting face to face for the first time.
When my parents came to pick us up (this is a 12 hour journal, so they stayed a day at my grandparents before leaving), they got to meet Mike. I was personally delighted, because Mike was meeting some very important members of my family all at the once. If they liked him, or at least thought he was safe, I figured he couldn't be too bad.
And they must have seen something trustworthy in him, because they let him drive my sister and I to the city. Honestly, I can't believe they did it either. They'd met him once and they were letting him drive off with their only two children. I can only conclude that my parents trusted me implicetly. o_o
Switch back to my home, Mike and I are chatting (which we do almost every day now) and he mentioned this Anime Convention in Maryland that's happening in August. He planned on going, he already got a list of people who would go with him to share the costs and the driving time. Nice, I think, hope he has a good time.
Well, then he offered that I come along. I honestly did not take the offer seriously at first. I couldn't drive and had no money, how the heck was I suppose to get there? But he was being serious so I did the only thing I could: I asked my parents.
Now, the Convention just happened to fall on my birthday. It also just happened that it was my 18th birthday. (It was also very convenient for me that I hadn't asked for anything major on my birthdya in years.) I didn't actually think I had any hope convincing my parents to take me to Maryland, but I figured if I was going to ask, I better be convincing. So I laid it all out to them and let them think it over.
By some miracle my parents agreed! Let me tell you, I was absolutely flabbergasted that they did too. It would be a 1,000$ plus trip to get over there... it had never occured to me that they'd seriously consider my offer.
So off to the convention we go. There Mike and I had... an interesting time. He was suppose to take me out on a date or something like that (I can't remember exactly how it went), but he never did. (I remember being upset with him over that.)
However, some romantic stuff happened between us anyway. We ended up in the hotel resturant all by ourselves. Mike and I danced to the orchastra music playing. Later when we were sitting outside and talking, one of the waitresses stopped us and giggled and said she'd seen us dancing and wasn't that adorable? xD
Anyway!
Shortly after that, Mike went to college. Good ol' Bob Jones University! We were sorta dating at the time. I wouldn't REALLY call it dating, because I recall that Mike was still open to "other possibilities".This was a difficult time for me, I didn't want to force Mike into a relationship with me if he really wasn't interested or ready. At the same time, I felt he should make up his mind. Did he want me or not? :-/
BJU really took a lot out of Mike. He was working as many hours as he could as a pot-scrubber so he could pay his way through college. While he was working so hard, he kept hearing stories of people getting anonymous money gifts to pay for their college tuition. He was confused, because he knew God had wanted him there, and yet God didn't seem too interested in helping him stay.
So Christmas came around, and I asked my parents if Mike could stay at our place for the holidays. They said yes, so Mike drove down. It was a two week holiday. It turned into a 5 month stay.
Mike couldn't afford to go back to college (he had a 3,000$ debt he had to pay off before he could go back), but he couldn't go home either. He hated home and vowed never to go back. My parents took him in until he could figure out what to do.
It was suggested that Mike try to get into the Air Force. They had a nice fat bonus they were offering at the time to attract people, and it would be more than enough to pay off his debt. He wasn't too happy about the idea, because he'd never been a military type person. But he figured he didn't have many other options, and at least in the military he could get someone ELSE to pay for college. :P
But getting in wasn't easy. It took a while. And during this time, Mike and I got to really know each other. I remember clearly (well, as clearly as remembering ever is for me) cuddling with him and the couch. We were just sitting there and he asked "Hey, will you marry me?" (or something like that) and I said yes.
It was done very simply, very quietly. He didn't have a ring to give me, because he didn't have any money. But to me, that's a very sweet memory.
A few weeks later, he was shipped off to boot camp.
I didn't tell ANYONE what he'd asked. In my mind, a proposal without a ring was like a car without battery. Sure you got the car, but you can't go anywhere with it. And honestly, I didn't think anyone would believe me if I told them he'd proposed but had no proof. So I kept quiet and waited.
When Mike graduated (from boot camp), he plotted with my mother to propose to me. He'd apparently had a pretty spiffy plan worked out. Unfortunately it completely fell apart because his grandma and mother prevented him from buying the ring on time. Not only that, my Mom had let it slip that he was trying to buy me a ring.
And my poor poor Dad. He was the ONLY ONE who didn't realize how serious the relationship with Mike and I had become. He didn't even know that Mike was going to propose to me. I don't think he was too happy about that, but it wasn't all my fault! Everyone else and my aunt KNEW what was going on. :P
In the end, Mike got the ring (though I ended up being there when he bought it) and proposed to me in the food court at the BX. My parents and sister were there, and I got my ring. Naturally I told everyone after that. :P
About 6 months later (most of which was spent states away from each other) we got married. I was 19 when we married, the first of all my friends. Mike was the first guy I ever fell head over heels for, my first date, my first boyfriend, and my first lover.
All in all, I think it turned out pretty well. :)
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