Hai people. So last entry was called "MY Boyfriend~" and it was basically me talking about my boyfriend; I could still go on forever on that subject. However, he's not my boyfriend anymore; no, we didn't break up or anything. Quite the opposite. He's my fiance now, and I am so blessed to have him in my life. I went and saw him in June, and oh my GOD, he was amazingly perfect. It was the first time we met face to face, but we'd known each other for about two years, dating for one year. It's crazy, and Wal*Mart seems to be a big place in my life now. Thank you, Wal*Mart. We met on a Wednesday, and it's kinda funny. I had called him while driving. It was eight at night, and he had just gotten out of church and I was running errands for my Dad, who stayed behind at the hotel. We were originally planning on meeting Thursday morning at Waffle House (OMG, Georgia has A LOT of those...) or Blimpies (Wal*Mart's version of McDonald's, IMO, kinda. Long story). However, I told him that I was going to Wal*Mart, and what was the first thing he did? Found his mom and convinced her to go to Wal*Mart (not that it took a lot of work.) I was on the phone the entire time with him and as soon as the car was about ready to park, he jumped out and came in. I thought I was going to be shy and not say much (Like normal), but instead I tackled him (Not to the ground, but you get my point, right?). I think we were there for about an hour before I finally was able to tell him I should probably get back to the hotel.

He helped me to my car. Thank GOD he was there, because me being a clutz (I'd say idiot, but he would totally disagree with that) dropped the box of Sprite cans fell on the ground of the parking lot. He carried them for me, the sweetheart. When we loaded everything in the rented Impala, we hugged goodnight, I kissed his cheek, he went for mine but missed and got my neck. (I loved it.) The next thing I knew, our lips met in a kiss that sent my knees shaking. I stood there dazed even after he had started running to his mom's car. Then I got in and drove home (Still being dazed and getting lost for a while. LOL, I had to call him and I think inside he was laughing at me; I would have, too.) That was just the first night, and the others was completely amazing.

On June 19th of 2010, I was in the bridal section of Wal*Mart in Oregon (the state I currently live in) and he wanted to talk to me. He had told me while he was at work in the morning that he had something to talk to me about. Now, normally I would have said okay. But when he said he wanted to talk to me in person, it freaked me out. Even if he did say it was nothing bad. Many things popped in my head, "Is he breaking up with me? No, that's bad...but he might have meant not bad for HIM," "Did someone find out? Why would he need to tell me that over the phone?" I couldn't figure it out, which worked better for him. Anyways, I was at the bridal section (just passing through and hiding from my mother.) and he was talking. I can still hear him say "Hayli, will you marry me?" Let me tell you, the tears came right up, and when I said yes, he started crying too. I almost fainted, but I waited until I got off the phone to do that (I didn't really, but still.) Mom and Dad know now, that's a long story, and that one will come in the next issue of Chat with the World. I just feel like bragging about my wonderful perfect fiance now. I love him so much, and I can't wait to be with him again. <3