Back in high school I ran for President of the Student Council. I didn't win which was fine because as it turned out I was destined to be the Social Director. I'm much more the party planner than the politician any day.
However the real reason that I ran for President was so that I could ask the boy that I was crushing on to be my campaign manager. I'm sure he knew that I was totally into him but he never let on. We planned strategy, speeches and made posters. He lectured me on how he would be forever angry at me if I didn't vote for myself. I told him it just felt wrong to cast my ballot that way but of course I listened to him. I hung off his every word.
After they announced the winners at the high school dance, my campaign manager crush took me in his arms and we danced to "Angel" by Aerosmith. It was my consolation prize. How sad is it that I recall the details so vividly. That was the most that would happen of that romance. I'm sure that I had moved on the following month. I most likely started to fancy the guy who worked in the deli in the local mall. I think my friend and I called him Mystery Meat Man.
I thought of the campaign manager infatuation today because I don't plan on taking his advice. A wonderfully, kind anonymous person nominated me for a 2006 Canadian Blog Award. Thank you who ever you are. I think you have fabulous taste! I can't spare a vote because I have too many amazing friends in the very same category and I've been planning my voting strategy for them. It's my goal to make sure that they are the final nominees! Seriously their blogs are A++ quality control guaranteed.
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