10 Defining Moments of My Life (so far) — #10: Scott

10.  Number 10.  The only really sweet on one this screwed up list.  I had met Scott 2 months ago on an online gay youth site.  I remember seeing his picture and immediately realizing there was something special about him.  It was just one of those moments when you see something in someone when you don’t even know them.  Scott lives in Kentucky and goes to Mortuary school (for funeral directors) in Indiana.  We sent messages for a couple months, and one day, I just couldn’t stop thinking about him.  We instant messaged each other, and I told him what was going on.  He told me he “had a thing for me” for a while, which I was completely taken aback, seeing as how I had never been in any kind of relationship before.  I went as far as printing out a cute picture of him and putting him in my wallet, smiling every time I saw it.  In the picture, he’s wearing a green and white striped shirt and he has this grin that makes me feel like he’s standing inches away, instead of miles, giving me an honest hug.  Needless to say, those limited days were the happiest I had ever felt.  Then, 2 weeks and 5 days later, it was over.  He broke up with me over a simple misunderstanding and even after everything got sorted out and I finally knew what was going on, we didn’t get back together.  And I still have that picture in my wallet today.  It still makes me smile when I look at it.

10 Defining Moments of My Life (so far) — #3: Daddy issues

3.  I must have been about 7 or 8 when this happened.  When I couldn’t find my favourite stuff reindeer (that would also play Christmas carols and flash a red light on his nose at the same time), I naturally became very upset.  I sat by the “cold heater” (the ventilator in the house), sulking.  My dad walked by and I asked him if he might know where it had gone.  He informed me that he taken it from me, probably because he wanted me to grow up and live without it.  I got angry and even more upset, and he laughed.  After thinking about it, I offered him $10 for the safe return of my reindeer, to which he quickly agreed, and the exchange was made.  I hugged my stuffed white reindeer, grateful that he was back in my arms.

10 Defining Moments of My Life (so far) — #2: Spelling Test

2.  Despite only being in the second grade, I was disappointed when I misspelled “bonnet” on my spelling test (it was an Easter-themed spelling test).  I then felt nervous when we were told by our teacher, Mrs. Clarkson, to bring this particular test home to get our parents to sign it.  That night, I quickly presented it to my mom, hoping she would just scribble her name and get it over with.  She scanned it over, and I followed her eyes.  She asked me about “bonnet” and I replied that I had spelled it wrong, but everything else I had spelled correctly.  I was told to get a pen, which I did, and I thought it had gone too well.  And then the catch came: I was asked to help her write out “not good enough” on the page.  Through tears and not realizing the giant amount of irony, I spelled the three words out, wondering if my mom had overlooked the fact that I had managed to spell “scrumdiddlyumptious” correctly.