Amy D

It took four years for Drew and I to start actually dating...here's the story: My sorority and Drew's fraternity pair up for Penn State's Dance Marathon, a philanthropy that raises money for pediatric cancer.  I met Drew my freshman year at one of THON's money-raising events, "Canning."  Parents volunteer to host a handful of college kids for the weekend, where we party all night long, then wake up at 7 am to go stand at a street corner in the cold.  Wearing big bulky signs over our clothes, we beg cars stopped at red lights to throw some spare change in our empty coffee cans.  Drew and I were paired at the same street corner.  Since we were there all weekend, we got to know each other.  Ironically, a bird pooped on his head and after laughing at him hysterically, another bird pooped on my head the next day.  Must have been a sign, ha. We got back to Penn State and the following weekend, I was Drew's date to his winter formal.  Less than two weeks later, Drew graduated.  He got a job and moved to Connecticut...and then Ohio, and then Pittsburgh, and then Dallas (he jumped around a lot!).  I was only a freshman when we met, so while he bounced around, I at Penn State for the next four years.  I'd see Drew when he'd come up to Penn State for football games and when I was home in New York for the summers we'd run into each other if he was visiting friends and we just always kept in touch one way or another. When I graduated Penn State, Drew moved, yet again, this time to Los Angeles.  You'd think Drew is used to moving, but LA was a bit harder for him to adjust.  Meanwhile, after graduation, I moved to Philadelphia and was finding it difficult to adjust to the "real world."  During this time, Drew and I started to talk more than just our usual texts and online chats.  We sort of leaned on each other and our conversations on the phone got progressively longer and longer...and then one day Drew booked a flight to out to Philly to visit me.  When I say we had a "perfect" weekend, I mean it.  It couldn't have been better.  After that weekend we decided to give the long distance thing a go and for the next year or so, Southwest Airlines became our best friend.  After a year and a half of long distance, we drove my car x-country between Christmas and New Years in 2006.  We arrived in LA on New Years Eve and rang in the New Year with our new lives TOGETHER in California...