A little info on me: My name is Ann. I'm 22 years old. I'm a huge Disney Nut. I've been about 27 times and I'm becoming a Disney travel agent. I'm a very simple tom-boy, who for the past two weeks or so has been so much of a girly-girl. My DF: His name is David. (Not Dave) He's 23 (almost 24) years old. He's a Disney World fan, but not as much as I am. He's a graduate from Georgia State with a degree Computer Science. He's been searching the job market for months now. How we met: We went to the same middle school. I was in the 7th grade he was in the 8th. I had (long story, that will come in to play later) 3 little brothers, and didn't want to go home right after school. So, I joined the Ham Radio Club. This is where David and I met. He was the club president. (If a club with 4 members needed one) We became friends. We remained friends threw high school. We had our first date the day before my high school graduation. It was just a simple get together at our local nature center. We then spent most of the summer meeting up for coffee and movies. (When first talked about dating I hadn't planned on anything serious, I was getting ready to go to college) We declared ourselves dating on July 11, 2004. It was serious. I knew that he was the one. He was my best friend. After going to college out of state for a semester, I decided to look at local schools. After not getting into my choice school, I decided I'd move back home and work at my local scrapbook store. David and I were still dating and two years later, my LSS was closing and I was out of a job. I tried working at The Disney Store, but they didn't understand my schedule and would always schedule me on days I couldn't work. So I quit that. This fall, when I was at WDW with my dad. DF set his plans to propose into motion. He started talking to our friends about it, and try to get them to ask me what I wanted and such. A couple weeks before Thanksgiving, DF casually brought up getting engaged, and I said "I wasn't expecting it anytime soon". He seemed to be taken aback by my comment, and I was just meaning that I wasn't in a hurry or anything. Day after Thanksgiving, we were doing Black Friday shopping (mainly I was shopping and he was tagging along). DF dragged me into so many department stores looking at their jewelry sections and a few jewelry stores. We found a jewelry store going out of business, and we went in and looked at what they had. They had a ring I liked, it was maybe .3 caret and it was all in-layed diamonds and dark sapphires. Well DF didn't really like it so we kept looking. We found a ring that we both really liked. It was 3 stones (like DF had in mind) with 6 smaller in-layed (which is what I had in mind). I was ready to say lets talk about it, look some things up online and come back. He bought it there on the spot. I was in shock. It was a great price. He put the ring in his nightstand and I would pull it out and look at it when he wasn't around and I was having a bad day. I then began to dream up the perfect way of him asking. (and told him). Yet, that's not what happened. It was Dec 30. We planned a full day in the MK and walked by the rose garden maybe a 20-30 times (this was the location I wanted) He kept talking about the photopass guy on the Tomorrowland bridge. (the spot he had set him self on) Well it was almost 5pm. The sun was setting and I didn't want the castle lights. As we're walking towards the rose garden, we notice she's playing with the pda, I think great, we'll come back in a few minutes and she'll be back and we'll do it then. He walks over to the Tomorrowland bridge and decides to do it there. I wanted to cry, not of happiness, but because I hate that bridge. (I don't know why, but I hate to use it) He did it, and I said yes. We then spent the next 10-15 minutes arguing about how it wasn't what I wanted, and how he came to think that was a good place (it's rare, so not everyone has their photo there, was his reasoning). I let it go. We were going to watch Wishes, we still had dinner ADR at LTT, and then Extra Magic Hours, were I was determined to get a shot that I wanted. Mickey and Minnie holding our hands. We finally got the shot at almost 2am. I was spent. I needed to get to bed, for Studios the next morning. The rest of the week went well. I made him stage the photos at the rose garden on our last day when i was about 85 and he was wearing a long sleeve dress shirt, but he kept looking at the camera and not me, so that photos didn't come out really at all. Oh, my didn't realize I ranted so long. I'll put my tentative plans on a different post. If you're still reading.