I know that not writing about her had made her upset. Not because she ever expected a blog specifically about her but because she had read blogs from the past that were aimed at specific individuals. Time and time again I would blog about things that came to mind, and yet I never specifically mentioned her by name. I know that made her question things between us. So this blog is for the girl who's made the past 11 months of my life some of the best. This one's for you, Allison.
There's not really a right place to start this, I don't think. I guess it could start was back in January of 2014 when I first met her. If there's one thing the Pi has given me it's her. She was sitting in the crowd listening to me talk about why someone should join our coed fraternity. I never got to talk to her that night, and I don't think our first real interaction came until the interview process. I remember exactly where we sat in Market for our interview. I remember I ate a salad and then texted her after the interview because there were Lucky Charms. (I don't remember who was asking about the cereal, me or her, but for some reason that has resonated with me.) Aside from our interview I never got to talk to her because of the whole "fear of hazing" thing. But when April rolled around and she was officially a brother we dove head first into really getting to know each other. Before long I was spending time in Holland and she was coming over to my jank apartment to have me cook her spaghetti...I guess I should've known then that she was a keeper since she didn't flee from that hell hole.
But then summer came around. And as much as we said, "we'll visit," I honestly wasn't sure what would happen. I had only really been talking to her for two weeks. But summer came and went and saw us visiting each other four or five times. On one excursion to Hershey I decided I didn't want to wait any longer and I asked her to be my girlfriend. She probably thought it was the corniest thing ever since it came right after watching "The Fault in Our Stars," but she said yes. (On second thought that's a pretty depressing movie to choose as the one you ask a girl out after.) I forgot to mention that somewhere between the start of summer and me asking her out she was lucky enough to meet my crazy family and vice versa. She warned me about how dysfunctional hers was and I warned her about mine (more specifically about my dad). But things went better than expected and I like to think both families genuinely enjoy the others company.
Then the school year rolled around and I had zero idea what to expect from it. I didn't know what it would be like to have a girlfriend that goes to school with me.
It turned out to be one of the best things I could ever ask for. I was instantly given another study buddy, a new proof reader, a movie companion, someone to workout with, and someone to go out with. Now we're over a year into a relationship and I can look back and say I wouldn't change any of it. We've had our ups and downs like anyone, but those have only helped us to better understand one another.
I wish I would've wrote this blog sooner because honestly she deserves it. I guess I was just too caught up in the moment. See I used feel like writing a blog was the only way to get people to notice me. That's the honest to god truth. People responded to blogs. It made me more interesting or more appealing because I was spilling it all on some website and people got to pick me apart and see what I was all about. But with Ally I didn't need a blog. I just needed to be myself. So the blog took a backseat and I only wrote when something really pressing came to mind. But it's high time I gave her something to look at.
She's done so much for me I can't even begin to thank her for it. But I think the number one thing I need to thank her for isn't helping me win a scholarship for next year. (Which she did. She told me about it and helped me write my essays.) In fact the bigger thing I have to thank her for is for being the most honest and loyal friend someone could ever ask for. She transcends what it means to be a girlfriend because she's honestly my best friend too. She's the one I want to talk to morning and night and the one I plan my adventures with. And through all of it she makes me a better version of myself. More than anyone else in college she's opened my eyes to the effects some words can have on people. Things I took for granted I now see the full weight of. And even though we bicker back and forth about politics, she's opened my eyes to other viewpoints that I previously discredited.
She's so many things to me. Documentary aficionado. Movie critic. Political complement. Ice cream lover. My better half, my girlfriend, and my best friend.
And because of that, I feel like I'm the luckiest guy I know.
NP: You Had Me at Hello - ADTR
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