When I was younger, I always worked hard to ensure that people liked me. As I grew and reached high school, I realized that wasn't going to happen. I had a very over-bearing, loud personality and I built walls that only people who really liked me could break down. In fact, some of my best friends were people who originally didn't like me. That became so much the norm that I wasn't very surprised when I found out that initially Neil didn't like me. The story goes a little something like this...
It was December of 2011, right before I left for my first semester out at BYU-Idaho. I had gone to my last Youth Conference and had met a friend who I thought I was really good friends with. As the summer progressed into the fall, I realized that I was losing touch with him. I was desperately trying to gain my friend back. I had no idea that Aaron (name has been changed) had fallen in love with a girl, who ended up taking most of his time, preventing me from being able to talk to him. Neil, of course, knew this already so he saw my efforts to keep my friend as efforts to steal this boy from a girl that Neil was madly in love with. This girl had obviously chosen Aaron, and Neil wasn't going to let me take Aaron from her and break her heart. He just wanted to see her happy (I know, so romantic right?). From that point on, Neil didn't even want to waste any time getting to know me.
Flash forward one and a half years... It's now June of 2013. Neil was back at the Singles branch mingling it up again. One of my dear friends decided she wanted to have a bonfire on a Friday night. She plans it all, Neil shows up and somehow I end up there as well. By the end, my loud boisterous personality had effectively been shown (no thanks to the wonderful game of Quelf...). And from what Neil tells me, this was the night he realized that maybe I deserved a chance to get to know him, maybe I wasn't all that bad.
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