Personal Narrative Analysis

It has been one year since you asked me to be your girlfriend and what a year it has been. We’ve had highs and lows, adventures and mishaps, and I loved every second of it. I have recently been thinking about where I was a year ago and how different my life has been because of you. A year ago, I had never been on a date, I had never kissed a boy, and I had never been in love. Three hundred and sixty-five days later, I have experienced all three. You have brought light to my dark days.
One of my favorite memories from this year was actually, our second date at Burgess Falls. I was so nervous because I was not sure if it was going to be as good as our first date. (I mean you had to top Mexican food, ice cream, and Dogwood’s playground. That is no easy feat.) You came to pick me up in khakis and a t-shirt, while I was in athletic shorts and a flannel; to say that I was slightly embarrassed

We got to steaknshake, and I embarrassed myself once again by ordering chicken fingers from a burger place. I think my goal for the day was to just humiliate myself as much as I possibly could just so you knew exactly what you were getting yourself into. The drive over there was literally just me educating you on Whitney Houston; I am not going to lie, I was honestly questioning everything due your deprivation of the wonders that is 80’s pop music. You got a couple points back though for knowing “I Wanna Dance with Somebody,” even though it was the Ben Rector version not the original. I don’t actually remember much about the hike other than the huge dog and wondering through the water for a while. I do remember though sitting on that fence at an overlook for like an hour just talking about the most random stuff, and then going to play cards for another hour. You kept asking me if I could do anything in the world, what would I do. I had no idea what you meant by this question or what you wanted me to answer, so I answered the only way I knew