relationships
To the girls convinced his phone is broken: Time for a reality check
Why didn’t he call me last night? Maybe my phone’s broken—should I check my Facebook inbox again? Maybe his phone’s broken? Should I call him? I could send him a friendly text. Did he call you? What do you think, should I call him? I’m over him! He doesn’t deserve me! But I thought we had such a great time!”
The change in relationships from high school to college
College is very different from high school—that is undeniable. It’s a new environment, there is more work, and everybody has more freedom. This includes, of course, freedom with respect to relationships, whether social or sexual. There are more parties, more alcohol and more people. Especially at the beginning of the year, when nobody knows each other and very few people are dating, brief sexual relations abound.
Souvenirs of relationships past
We all have our own personal souvenirs—mine include a metal spaceship from a fourth-grade trip to the Smithsonian, a rock from the top of Mount Washington and a glittery Girl Scouts picture frame.
Don’t be that girl (or guy): balancing friends and lovers
Everyone loves a new relationship, right? There are sparks and chemistry and moments of extreme sexual tension, first dates and first kisses and first sober hangouts. You spend all of your time thinking about that new person—about what he’s doing, what she’s thinking—and none of your time worrying about serious things that can lead to [...]
A cautionary tale
Every relationship is meant to fail, except one. Or at least that’s what I choose to believe. And with all that failure in my future and in my past, I’ve learned to recognize the whys behind the goodbyes. The following are my top 10 favorite reasons to break up.
1. Language [...]
Can we be lovers and friends?
“If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends.”
Check your locks
Before my first year at Wash. U., fear outweighed excitement. And I think, looking back, that I was more afraid of my freshman roommate (nothing personal) than I was of Gen. Chem. I had no idea what it would be like to live with someone my own age—someone likely to be very different from me.
