The Back Story; A Flashback Part 1

Hot and humid, that describes a southern summer day. To this day, with my limited experience, I can not think of more miserable conditions. Yeah, I may be crazy, but I just can't stand the heat. I was born in the South and for part of my youth I lived in Georgia. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia and lived in the surrounding area for about four years afterward. One day, my family packed its bags and moved northward, to Montana. This was not the end of our southern existence though, we moved back and forth between MT and NC a few times only to find Montana to be a far better place to live. We had lived in heat and humidity, now I have learned to love an entirely different climate, cold.

Montana is a large state, most likely with more deer than people. Haha, in any case I love it up here. Even though more than half of my life has been in this state, I am certain that there is no better place to live. Over the years I have become very much accustomed to the negative temperatures in the winter and summers in which the high 80's is about as hot as it will get.

We hadn't completely settled down after moving to this state. We lived in several different towns in throughout Montana until we eventually we ended up in a small town where everyone knows everyone. Along with biology, I feel in love with this town too. I made friends quickly and before I knew it, I was one of the more popular kids in school. That's certainly not a position I would think to find myself in.

I always have been predisposed to joke about my intelligence and my "awesomeness." Usually, I find myself admitting to being narcissistic and being a big deal. In reality though, I am always joking and tend to have a bit of a confidence problem. To this day, I still have trouble asking girls on dates and end up wishing I could just say it. However, that is neither here nor there. So, I ending up in Small Town, Montana. These types of places are quite abundant, really. For the next four years I attended the high school there and made some of the best friends that I will ever have, including one girl who I wish to have in my life for the rest of my life. It all started in Freshman year P.E. She was just a girl whom I never really talked to. I just thought she was cute, I never realized how quickly she could become so much more than just the cute girl. I spent a very long time trying to win her over, to no avail. Finally, after a year of chasing this girl, my best friend, I accepted reality. It would never work.

Stay tuned for Part II.....

Author's note: If you find the story slow, boring or just plain stupid, I don't care. This is my life, this is how it happened and if you don't like something about it either deal with it or don't read the story. It's just that easy.