Love in the real world
Lily Hatfield
Issue date: 4/19/07 Section: Life!
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I am a little disappointed by the lack of entries I have received from potential columnists. Now I know it can seem like a daunting task to try and take my place, but I believe that there is a sexually-savvy, fun and frisky someone out there who would be perfect for the job.
Let go of your inhibitions, put down the textbook for 15 minutes, jot down some of your thoughts on the social rules regarding sex at Muhlenberg, or write about your opinion on which flavored lube tastes the best. Hit me with your best shot!
With that being said, I move on to my own ramblings for the week. With graduation fast approaching, I've had to start thinking seriously about my future. At this point, I'm set. I have a job and a place to live all lined up.
But, besides the essentials, I know that in between working and getting my masters, I will keep wondering: Will I be able to find time for love? Will I be able to find love in the first place? Where the Hell should I start looking?
At Muhlenberg, I have gotten used to meeting people in classes, parties and bars. It's pretty easy to make eye contact with someone and start a conversation, and since everyone knows each other, it's safe to assume you can find a friend to put in a good word for you with your potential hook- up.
Then again, the small social scene promises that you will run into people over and over again, and that is bad news if your first hook-up went poorly, but it could be good news if you wanted to just "run into" your crush.
Out in the real world, it doesn't work this way, at least from what I have seen. It's depressing and frightening to think that I will be looking for a partner in the crowded Boston bar scene, 100x bigger and more competitive than Muhlenberg's collection of two or three bars and endless house parties on 22nd Street.
Is this where I am supposed to find my soul mate--pushing through a dark club with "Listen to Your Heart" pulsing in the background?
I don't think it is all hopeless. With the promise of a new job, there is the possibility of meeting new and interesting men. They work at the same school for children with special needs as I do, so I can assume we will have some things in common.
Let go of your inhibitions, put down the textbook for 15 minutes, jot down some of your thoughts on the social rules regarding sex at Muhlenberg, or write about your opinion on which flavored lube tastes the best. Hit me with your best shot!
With that being said, I move on to my own ramblings for the week. With graduation fast approaching, I've had to start thinking seriously about my future. At this point, I'm set. I have a job and a place to live all lined up.
But, besides the essentials, I know that in between working and getting my masters, I will keep wondering: Will I be able to find time for love? Will I be able to find love in the first place? Where the Hell should I start looking?
At Muhlenberg, I have gotten used to meeting people in classes, parties and bars. It's pretty easy to make eye contact with someone and start a conversation, and since everyone knows each other, it's safe to assume you can find a friend to put in a good word for you with your potential hook- up.
Then again, the small social scene promises that you will run into people over and over again, and that is bad news if your first hook-up went poorly, but it could be good news if you wanted to just "run into" your crush.
Out in the real world, it doesn't work this way, at least from what I have seen. It's depressing and frightening to think that I will be looking for a partner in the crowded Boston bar scene, 100x bigger and more competitive than Muhlenberg's collection of two or three bars and endless house parties on 22nd Street.
Is this where I am supposed to find my soul mate--pushing through a dark club with "Listen to Your Heart" pulsing in the background?
I don't think it is all hopeless. With the promise of a new job, there is the possibility of meeting new and interesting men. They work at the same school for children with special needs as I do, so I can assume we will have some things in common.