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It’s a choice.

A year and a half,

18 months,

546 days,

13,104 hours,

786,240 minutes,

47,174,400 seconds,

Filled with countless adventures, kisses, and memories.

As you could probably guess, today marks one and a half years since I started dating my best friend. When I first met my boyfriend about 20 months ago, I wasn’t expecting a relationship. I was a freshman in college and for the first time in a while, I wanted to just enjoy life and make friends, focusing on myself and my grades in school. After all, they say college relationships never work out, right? I certainly wasn’t focused on finding a boyfriend. But, everything happens for a reason, right? And sometimes the best things in life are ones that you don’t expect will happen in the first place.

It’s currently 11:53 at night, I’m on Skype with that same boy I met in December, twenty months ago, as I was making cookies in the dorm kitchen with some of my friends. Have you ever met someone and felt immediately attracted to them? And I don’t mean attracted in a physical way. I mean, attracted as in something was destined to happen and that’s why they walked in that door. That’s why you happened to be making cookies at one in the morning. That’s why you weren’t in your dorm building, but instead across campus. Well this was one of those moments.

For the first time in years, I was single, flirty, and having fun enjoying whatever life threw at me. When he walked in that door, a guy I started to talk to a couple days prior had just left. What great timing. We made the cookies and he left. A few days later, I met my friend in a dining hall to get a smoothie with the other boy I was talking to. She brought along her friend, the boy we had made cookies with just a few days before. The second those two boys were in a room together was another one of those meant-to-be, destined moments. I actually ended up sending a snap chat to Squishy of the boy I was crushing on. Can you guess which one it was? Cookie boy or Smoothie boy?

If you answered Cookie boy, you guessed right! I invited them up to my dorm room and after a while, the smoothie boy left (thank goodness). And when Cookie boy left, he forgot his phone. Spoiler alert: I found out months later that he forgot it on purpose! He had left it there so that he would have an excuse to come back, and get my number. Except, instead I ended up asking him to add me on snapchat. During winter break, we snap chatted occasionally.

When we moved back to school in January, I had put in a room change request so that I would be able to room with my best friend. But it also happened to be right down the hall from Cookie boy. From there, the rest is predictable.

We hung out, pretty much every day, since we lived right down the hall. We ate meals together, did homework together, played monopoly at one in the morning, etc. All of the normal college things. This happened for about a month before we had officially started dating.

This boy has been there with me through everything since our freshman year of college. We are now going into our junior year. Of course we’ve had some bumps in the road along the way, but something magical made everything come together in the end. Every relationship has little hiccups. Every relationship has its share of good and bad times. We have not been some miraculous exception to that. However, we have chosen to try and work to get through whatever get thrown at us.

Relationships are not so much destined to be with some happily ever after. There’s no such thing as fairytales.  But there is such thing as choosing to be with each other even at the worst times. Relationships are commitments to each other. Commitments to care about each other and love each other through the good and bad times.

I think that this is the reason why Cody and I were “destined to be together”. For if I didn’t have him, I wouldn’t have had the support, motivation and love that got me through the past year and a half. And I have definitely been there for him in the times when he has needed me. It’s a choice. It’s a commitment. He has definitely come to be my best friend and my boyfriend.

And yes, it is love.

P.S. College relationships work if you want them too.

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Simple happinesses

Today’s blog though isn’t exactly specifically my relationship, but something that I have come to learn about happiness as a result of it.

I wanted to start this blog off with a little quote,

“I think we like to complicate things when it is really quite simple; find what it is that makes you happy and who it is that makes you happy and you’re set”. -Unknown

The reason I picked this quote in particular is because today I wanted to talk about happiness. Not really just happiness as a whole, but simple happiness. 

Not really sure what that means? No worries, if you don’t quite understand now I’m sure you will by the end. It’s really a “simple” concept. See what I did there?

Happy is really a pretty simple definition actually. From the dictionary,

hap·py   ˈhapē/


 1. feeling or showing pleasure or contentment.

Happiness however? It’s kind of more complex, although the definition doesn’t really show its complexity.

hap·pi·ness   ˈhapēnəs/


noun: happiness; plural noun: happinesses

1. the state of being happy.

The reason I say it is more complex is because there are countless things that can make you happy. It could be your family, friends, pets, significant other and so on. The list is endless. The problem is that we don’t realize all of the things that make us happy because most of them are so simple. These simple happinesses get lost in a sea of reasons that you are unhappy. This is because people tend to focus more on the negatives in life instead of the positives. So today, I want to talk about the positive, simple happinesses you can find in your life.

What are some of these simple happinesses that I am talking about? To list some of the many my relationship has come to show me,

I have found happiness in his touch, his voice, his smile. The way he takes my hand and kisses it. How he makes the perfect cuddling partner.

I have found happiness in spending time together, no matter how short it may be. The way he comes to see me after a long day of work. How he acts when he’s super duper tired.

I have found happiness in the way I look at him and the way he looks back at me. How he squeezes me, just because he can. The way that he comes up behind me and hugs or kisses me.

I have found happiness in doing new things and exploring new places together. The way he thinks he knows where we are, when actually we are pretty lost in the woods. And how he won’t admit we’re lost.

I have found happiness in the way he holds me. The cute little things he does for me, like carry me over puddles so my shoes don’t get wet. 

I have found happiness driving around in his car singing as loud as we can. How he reminds me to take cheesy pictures, but still makes fun of how cheesy they may be.

I have found happiness in simple trips to the grocery stores, or going to a shopping mall just to look around. The way that he carefully picks out everything he buys.

I have found happiness in practically everything since I have started dating him. The way that we can enjoy anything we do simply because we love being together. 

I have found happiness in him. 

This is where the quote I started off with comes into play. Find what it is that makes you happy. For me, this would have to be all of these simple happinesses in little things that I’ve found in my relationship with him. Find who it is that makes you happy. Although obvious, for me, the one who makes me happy would be my wonderful boyfriend. When I am with him, nothing else in the world exists.

My point with this blog is not to get caught up in all the bad things happening all the time. Instead, go out and do something that makes you realize how beautiful life is. Enjoy every second that you possibly can because you surely don’t get to go back in time to do it over. Never take someone, or something, that makes you happy for granted because it could be gone in an instant.

Mostly, the things I found that made me happy were ones that you just don’t look at in the big septum of life, but you should. Every little, simple thing adds up on the list to make you realize what an amazing day you had looking back. Focus on the things that make you happy and you’ll be set.

Happy eight months to my incredible boyfriend❤️ I can’t imagine where I’d be if I never met you. Thank you for being your wonderful self and never ceasing to make me smile and laugh. 

C & C

A Constant Reminder

Another month has come and gone. Summer is coming to an end. I’m down to my last couple days of work, as is my boyfriend. We’re only a few days away from moving back onto campus. I’m probably way too excited to go back to school. With that being said, today’s blog is going to be about a mishmash of things going on in our mishmash of a life.

To start, happy seven month-iversary to C and I!

I can’t believe it’s already been seven months. It feels like so much longer because of how well we know each other, despite only meeting about nine months ago. I feel like I’ve known him forever. At the same time, the past seven months have passed by so quickly. It doesn’t feel like it’s been even months already. I swear the months just keep slipping away. Before we know it, it will be our one year!

As I’ve said before, I knew from that start that there was something different (in a good way) about our relationship compared to my past relationships. I’ve come to realize this “something different” is simply the connection that we have with each other. He knows everything about me, I know everything about him. We can talk to each other about anything and everything. I’ve never been able to open up to someone and trust them as quickly as I did when I met him.

As I mentioned, in just a day, I will be moving back in on campus. A couple of days later, C will be moving back on campus as well. At the end of last semester, I couldn’t help but shed a little bit of a tear saying goodbye to C. I couldn’t handle the thought of not being able to see him every day. Miraculously, we survived the summer not being able to see each other every day with minimal breakdowns. I’m kidding of course, C lives and works close enough to where I live that we were able to see each other pretty much regularly. As per usual, I worried for nothing.

Since I met him, I’ll admit that I’ve been pretty spoiled. I don’t have my license, so he’s been the one driving to see me and driving us to anywhere we go on a date. So a shoutout to him for being my personal chauffeur and a huge thank you to him for putting in the effort, time and gas money to spend time with me.

Pretty much the point of this blog post is a boyfriend appreciation day. I can’t help but feel like the luckiest girl in the world because he’s mine. He’s such a wonderful and loving man and I can definitely see myself having a future with him. I can’t thank him enough for loving me and showing me what I deserve as a girlfriend. Thank you to him for spoiling me with love instead of money or fancy dates. I am constantly reminded that I am beautiful. Literally, he has reminder set to go off daily in my phone. Thank you to him for dealing with me. It’s probably not that easy. Thank you to him for listening to me, knowing when something is wrong and giving me advice or being there when other people aren’t. A thank you to him for making this summer, and the past seven months, the best months of my life.

I love him more than he will probably ever know. And I am so so so grateful to have him.

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Head over heels

As you guys have read about before (last month), my boyfriend and I have been dating for six months (today!). I wrote a blog last month about our relationship and our viewers seemed to love it, so I decided I’m now going to do monthly anniversary posts about relationships, specifically mine.

Two weekends ago, my boyfriend and I spent the day at an amusement park. The day started with myself getting home from work at twelve-thirty, in the morning. C was picking me up that same morning at seven thirty. With that being said, I woke up at six-thirty, only getting about five hours of sleep, to get ready and pack for the day. I showered, got dressed, packed a change of clothes, bathing suit and loaded up a cooler with snacks and drinks. I was all packed up and ready only to find out he meant to say he was going to be leaving his house at seven-thirty, which meant he was not getting to my house until around eight-thirty. Regardless of the extra hour I could have slept, I waited for him to get to my house. I was excited for the day but also nervous. If you guys don’t know already, I am not a huge fan of rollercoasters or rides that go upside down or anything of that sort. My favorite type of amusement park rides are the spinning ones.

Exactly on time, C pulled into my driveway, we packed up all of my things into his car and set off. He drove us all the way back to his house, only to find out that his family wasn’t ready yet. For an hour, we just hung around his house. We found a lost dog on his street, found the owner and got him back home safely. We cuddled up in his bedroom for a short time. We played with his dog and younger siblings. Finally, everyone was packed and ready. C and I got into his car, his family got into theirs and we were off, at last.

The drive to the amusement park was two and a half hours long. Which means that for two hours, driving through two other states, C and I got to talk and sing to the songs that came on the radio. You’d think that you’d kind of run out of things to talk about or have some type of awkward silence after a while. But with us, that never really happens. I was kind of nervous for this car ride because typically during long rides I tend to get a little car sick after a while. Fortunately, that day wasn’t the day.

After a two hour ride, we pulled into the amusement park parking lot. We made sure that we had everything we needed and walked inside. The first ride we went on were the swings. Next, a smaller wooden roller coaster. Roller coasters aren’t my cup of tea, but C loves them. I wanted to make him happy and proud by going on some of the rides that didn’t scare me so much. This little wooden ride was awful. It made me realize why I don’t love roller coasters again. Wayyyy too bumpy. I decided to give the bigger wooden roller coaster a shot. My god, you should have seen my face on the picture it takes. Pure terror. We followed the roller coaster up with a spinning ride. Which for the first time ever, made me feel sick to my stomach, probably because we sat in a seat that only went backwards. Or maybe it was dehydration in the ninety degree weather. Or because I was hungry. Needless to say, after that we needed a break and definitely needed to cool down from the heat.

We gathered our bathing suits, towels, flip-flops, applied sunscreen and made our way to the water slide part of the amusement park. This place was beyond crowded. All we wanted was a quick dip in the pool, but everything had lines that were never ending. After talking, we decided the lazy river was the best choice. We waited in line, floated around once when they made us get out. But we snuck our way past the lifeguards without them noticing. I made the choice to face my fear of waterslides and tackle it with him. I actually really enjoyed it at the end. After that, we adventured our way into the kiddie pool, with a little spot where all the adults were cooling down. We sat here talking for a while until our entire bodies were waterlogged. We then made our way to get our things. But got caught up in how warm the lake water was. We passed more time in the lake, just talking again. I think that this time at the water park was my favorite part of the day.

After that is when the trip got a little complicated. As I said before, I am terrified of roller coasters and upside down rides. But my boyfriend absolutely loves them. He really wanted me to go with him on the scary rides, but I couldn’t bring myself to do them. Not going on the rides ended up making C really upset, and slightly mad. Only because he just wants me to try the things I’ve never done before I decide that I don’t like them. Someday I hope that I’ll finally face my fears of roller coasters, but this day was not the day. Baby steps. While he went on the scary rides, I got to spend some time talking with his mother, little sister and little brother. I also finally had something to eat.

We ended off the day at the amusement park (well now it was night time) with a ride on the ferris wheel. We took a cheesy ferris wheel kissing picture. Bought some fried dough and fried oreos (we definitely should’ve just picked one to the other) and headed out the the parking lot for another two hour ride home. Again, the ride wasn’t awkward at any point, we talked, we laughed, we sang and danced to the radio. He started to get really tired and almost dozed off wile driving. It was then when I decided I wasn’t going to let him drive back home to his house, he was sleeping over.

We finally arrived safe and sound at my house. He got out of the car and laid on the grass. Literally that was how tired he was. I had to go over and walk him into the house as if he was drunk. He claims to not remember anything after this. However, these are the moments I wanted to talk about in this blog the most.

I walked  him inside, made the bed he was sleeping in, tucked him into the blankets and kissed him goodnight. Of course, he asked me to stay and cuddle but I knew that I couldn’t. I went into my room and changed into my pajamas. I ended up going back into the guest room where he was to attempt to plug in his phone. Instead he ended up convincing me to stay and cuddle for a while, so I did. There we were cuddled up in bed, with a cozy blanket, kissing each other delicately.

And in this moment, I realized that I am head over heels in love with him. In this moment, I saw how I want to spend the rest of my life. With him. 

After a few minutes, I made my way back to my room. I sat there thinking how thankful and lucky I am to have him. I thought about how wonderful of a boyfriend he is to me. I thought about the possibility of a future with him. After thinking about all these things, I started to cry, tears of happiness of course.

Because that is when it all hit me.

In this moment, I realized that I am head over heels in love with him. 

In this moment, I saw how I want to spend the rest of my life.

With him. 

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Maybe He Could Be The One

I have been dating my boyfriend, we will call him C, for five months (today). The past five months have no doubt been filled with many adventures, cuddle sessions, cheesy (but adorable) pictures and of course, plenty of smiles and laughs. A few weeks ago, I wrote a blog called 15 Traits I Wanted in a Boyfriend after I came to the realization that my boyfriend had been everything I was waiting and looking for.

About a week ago I was talking to my brother about C when he asked me “So, is he The One? My response being “Maybe” (hence the title of this blog today). Since my brother said this I’ve found myself wondering could he actually be The One? Since we have only been together for five months, I really hadn’t thought too far into the future until now and didn’t want to rush our relationship, and I still don’t. I always had a gut feeling that this relationship was something different, in a good way of course.

Talking to my best friend, O, who writes on this blog with me, this past week I have come to realize that it is absolutely possible that C could be The One, not to scare him. I know that we’ve only been together for a short time but there are just some things that honestly make me think we could end up being together for a lot longer. Not to jinx our relationship, I just want to express how I’m feeling about him and just all around our relationship that makes me think that maybe, he could be The One. 

To start off, C and I have pretty similar life styles. Growing up we both went camping with our families and still do today. I’m not exactly as adventurous and daring as he is, however, that’s precisely what I need in a significant other. Someone who encourages me to try new things, face my fears and tackle my bucket list with. I find it pretty funny that despite living about thirty five minutes away from each other our entire lives, he and his sister have been driving past my house for years heading to his sister’s cheerleading practice. It’s such a small world. Of course, I never would have met him had we not attended the same college and lived in the same building our freshman year.

Another similarity is simply put, he doesn’t have everything. His parents don’t pay for everything and anything and he’s definitely not spoiled. He didn’t grow up in a perfectly decorated cookie cutter home, neither did I. He shares a room with his younger brother, I once shared a room with my mom and sister. He has to sort of manage his own money and save it as I do. We both have our priorities set when it comes to spending money. I love that we don’t have to spend a fortune on a fancy date to enjoy being with each other. Everyone has heard of the classic expression that “Actions speak louder than words” and our relationship is proof of this. We don’t need to be constantly texting or talking all day every day. We both have jobs and know that some days we aren’t able to talk much. But don’t worry because his actions when we are together mean more to me than any combination of words he could text me. Money doesn’t buy happiness. Material objects don’t make you fall in love with someone.

To go along with his home life, family is important to him. I have a very, very, very large, overbearing, loud family but my crazy family is everything to me. I just believe that it is one of the most important factors in a relationship and you and your partner have the same values. We both value having a family that we are close with and spend time with. C has three younger siblings and if I were them I would look up to him as one of my role models for sure as I do my older siblings. He helps out one of his sisters by volunteering to help her raise money for cheerleading. He helps clean his brothers gymnastic gym so they can afford to pay for his lessons. And not to mention, the way he treats his little sister is just the cutest to watch. Everyone knows that a guy who is good with kids melts a girls heart. If he does so much for his siblings now you can’t help but picture how someday he would treat his own little family.

All around C is such a compassionate person. From the very beginning of our relationship he already knew how to tell when something was bothering me. He is supportive and genuinely cares about how I feel. He never lets me get away with just saying nothing when something is wrong. He’s intelligent, ambitious, dedicated. He has goals in life. He’s funny. He makes me smile and laugh everyday. There isn’t a single boring moment with him from singing and dancing in the car to exploring some new place we haven’t been. There hasn’t been a single day where he hasn’t made my day since we started dating. We go on really simple dates and we still manage to have fun together. I can never get enough time with him and dread the moment he has to go back home. I could go on and on about how wonderful he is both as a person, big brother, friend and a boyfriend. I wouldn’t mind one bit spending more than a few years or possibly a lifetime with him.

How could I not see myself with him or wonder if  maybe he could be the one when I start to think about everything I’ve come to love about him over the past five months. I don’t think that there’s anyone else who knows more about me than him. He knows about my past, present, and what I want in the future. I’ve never been so comfortable and open with a person in such a short span of time as I am with him. He has come to learn about all the little quirks about me. He knows all of my secrets and embarrassing stories. Some how he manages to put up with my crazy antics and still like, even love, me. People say to marry your best friend and as cheesy as it is, he is my best friend.


Maybe He Could Be The One…