It was the very beginning of my junior year at Loyola, probably the first week, and we were having some people over to our place on Notre Dame Lane. So we're just hanging out in our apartment and all of a sudden, a group of freshman girls knock on the door. Turns out, they were heading to a party on the other side of the complex, but I spotted this one hot blonde that I definitely wanted to meet.

So later that evening, a few of us headed to the other party just to see what was up with those girls. In any event, we didn't talk to each other at the party, so I left and went back to my place convinced I wouldn't end up meeting her.

Later that night, I was hanging out in my apartment by myself with the door wide open. Hanging out. By myself. I have no idea what I was doing, but I don't think I had an ID yet, so I didn't hit the bars.

So then two blondes show up in the doorway - Erin and her friend Taylor. Taylor ends up using my bathroom and Erin and I chat on the couch for a while. I have no idea what I said, but I guess I didn't come off like too much of an idiot. I got her number that night (although it was incorrect, but I figured it out anyway) and invited her to another party we were having later that week.

So in the few weeks following that party, I played the off-campus, upperclassman with a car angle and finally asked her out...She caved and the rest is history.