It's a long story...

On March 8th 2008, my older sister just so happened to be watching American Idol on the DVR. I was still grieving over my favorite contestant being eliminated so she tried cheering me up.
"Hey Kelly, check this guy out he's really cute" she said refering to David's 'Hello' performance.
"Ew" was my first reaction. But when I really looked at him, I was mesmerized. At that point I was average fan girl and stayed that way all summer. That all changed on August 17, 2008.
I woke up that morning and had no clue what to expect. (It was my first concert so what was I to do?) I remember the feeling I got when he came on stage, like nothing else. It was only when I heard the faithful word "Hello". At that second I knew he was more than just a phase, he would always be a part of me.
For me, it was extremly exiting to go back to school and tell all of my friends about my obsession and expreiance, while some of my friends weren't as supportive as I would've liked but others were sucked into the 'cook power'. and stayed. It was shocking that no one at my school atmitted to voting and/or loving David. This taught me to be a minority and as a result of that I had the best year of my life.
On march 26th 2009 I got to see David again. While this time I actually got to 'meet' him I don't remember much of it. I watched him play football and while texting one of my friends I came in very close contact with the football. As a result of the impact, I caused a scene, causing not only every one around me to stare and laugh, I caused David to do the same. As embarrising and it was, I feel that it changed me.
I still love David, a year and a half later, but today it's different. Not only am I counting down the days until I can really meet him, I also cry for him almost every night. Yes, I am THAT pathetic. David has taught me so many things over the past 18 months that I can't help but thank him. All those things I think about everyday and thank god that he taught me them. Most of all, he pulled me out of the suicidal state that I was in before idol. While he may've put me into a new one I don't mind. As long as I don't forget him any time soon I won't kill myself. He's given me friends, love, and not to forget that possesed album poster that seems to be my only friend these days. I'm trying to help him by being a fan, and hope to learn and enjoy more things regarding him. And that is why I am a fan.