I’m just going to warn you right now: this is going to be a very sappy post about my wonderful boyfriend. If that in any way repulses, offends, or annoys you, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. I repeat: DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. Unless, of course, you want to know the other things that have been going on in my life, in which case, you can close your eyes and scroll to the very bottom of this post. So either close your eyes and do that, suck it up and read the whole thing, or quickly click HERE to watch a cute video about kittens.
Alright, so if you’re continuing to read, you’re doing it at your own risk. Just so you know. Let’s start with a cute photo of us, lol:
So, if you follow Yashas or I on any form of social media, you will know that we just celebrated our one year anniversary on September 21st.
Wow. One year flew by extremely quickly. I can still vividly remember some of our first Tinder conversations, our first awkward Skype session, the nerves of our first date, and my anxiety over dating “for real.” Yet here we are, one year later, and so much has happened!
I think people were skeptical about us from the beginning, and rightly so. You met on Tinder? Isn’t that a hookup app? You know, for a lot of people, it is. He and I weren’t using the app for that purpose, but at the beginning, I was very uncomfortable telling people that’s how we met. I was worried about how it would be perceived. But after awhile, it didn’t seem to matter. It was if it was love at first swipe (lol, not really, but still). Yashas and I clicked right away, from that very first Tinder message. We had some amazing conversations from the beginning that were interesting and funny and witty, and we couldn’t seem to get enough of talking to one another. Then after a month, we finally Skyped. Eventually we decided to meet in person, which almost didn’t happen. The fiasco went something like this:
I asked mom if I could go meet a guy in Champaign who I’d been talking to on Tinder.
Mom was worried (rightly so), said no, and told me that he’d chop me into a million pieces.
I (shamelessly) begged.
Mom reluctantly agreed but set several ground rules about our first date, including a curfew.
I proceeded to break all those rules (sorry mom).
We talked every day after that, met up a couple more times, and started officially dating September 21. The rest is history.
Cue the sappy part of the post. I can’t even begin to explain how much I love and care for Yashas. He is such an incredible man. We can, and do, talk about anything, and that’s something I am truly grateful for. He is an amazing listener and doesn’t complain when I vent about school or work or whatever. I admire how hard he works toward his goals and love the positive outlook he has on life. He has taught me so much about having an open mind, being thankful, and appreciating the things we have in our lives. I know my outlook on life has changed since meeting him. I love that we can share our dreams about the future with each other and that we are supportive of each other. We bring out each other’s adventurous sides and dream of the day when we have the means to travel to different parts of the world. Yet, there’s nothing we love more than spending a weekend on the couch watching Game of Thrones and eating an entire tub of ice cream. Yes, that has happened. On multiple occasions.
And yes, long distance is hard, even if we are only 88.4 miles away from each other. It seriously sucks only getting to see each other every few weeks. I cry pretty much every time we have to part ways! But even though it’s difficult, we both agree that there are some great aspects to it as well. It honestly makes the times we do get to spend together that much more meaningful. Plus, we are both able to be independent and develop ourselves without being defined as a couple. But we make the most of it with a few texts here and there during the day and nightly phone calls or Skype sessions. It really is a special type of relationship to be in, but we make it work.
So yeah. I could go on, but you probably don’t want to hear any more of the sap. But basically, he’s the best, and I’m so happy with him. Here’s to many more years!!
Anyway, here are some other things that have been happening lately:
1. After about forever of our dishwasher not cleaning our dishes and contacting maintenance a zillion times, WE GOT A NEW DISHWASHER. Swag.
2. Elaine turned 21! We celebrated at our apartment with a pizza party and then introduced her to the best place ever, aka the Cactus. Good times.
Cactus with the girls
Found some Flo’ Fo’ Hoes from freshman year in Shreve!
3. Katie visited for a weekend and it was great! Her brother plays football for Indiana State, so she came up and we went to my first Breakfast Club Saturday morning. (For those who don’t know, Breakfast Club is a tradition at Purdue where everyone dresses in costumes and goes to the bars at 7:00 am before home football games. Why? Who knows.) We made our costumes to be robber Sims, and they looked great! We went to the game and went to dinner with her parents after. It was so much fun!
My lovely roomie
4. This past weekend, Yashas and I went to an apple orchard and did a (lame) corn maze. We also got dressed up and went to a fancy dinner. It was so great to spend time with him. (Hah, and just when you thought the sap was over).
Me walking through the corn maze pretending to be a queen with a scepter (“So saggy.”)
5. The other day, a girl randomly walked into our apartment thinking it was hers because she lives in the same one a floor up. It was so funny because she then left us a page-long apology note saying how sorry she was.
There is a lot more that will be going on in the next few weeks. Stay tuned!