Okay so I go to a Christian college and apparently this is a completely normal activity for little Christian boys and girls but I myself am a public school kid and have never had any experience with this so BEAR WITH ME.
DTR. It means to Define The Relationship. After any given point of time hanging out a boy and a girl go on a stroll or start an awkward texting conversation and determine to figure out the verb that is their current relationship, be it "talking", "almost talking", "committed relationship", etcetera. One of my roommates 'DTR'ed with a boy after two days of knowing him.
DTR. It means to Define The Relationship. After any given point of time hanging out a boy and a girl go on a stroll or start an awkward texting conversation and determine to figure out the verb that is their current relationship, be it "talking", "almost talking", "committed relationship", etcetera. One of my roommates 'DTR'ed with a boy after two days of knowing him.
What.
Just.
What.
As a college freshman you barely know yourself and what you want and expect from yourself, MUCH LESS what kinda person you want to be with or what you want or expect from that person. In what world would you skip answering BOTH of those vital questions and just get to the deep implications of chemical reactions that are happening between you and a member of the opposite sex. I don't understand. I just don't understand.
And this weird thing happens ALL THE TIME at my school. It happened with two of my roommates and then it kinda happened to me and it was weird and I was like 'what is even happening' cause I thought this guy and I were cool and then I got lead on this little adventure for a couple weeks and then he was like "so there is nothing romantic that is gonna happen between us." Thanks for letting me know all knowing boy. You barely know me. Does this mean I've just reached a new level of scary bitch? I need to know so I can put a sticker on my chart. Whatever dude.
This just seems so pointless and adds so much pressure to the situation. C'mon y'all. What happened to being coy and flirty and making the other person stay up at night wondering what made you tick and if you were aware that when you wear blue it makes your eyes look dangerously wild and it turns them on. I'm not saying ironing out stuff isn't necessary but it just seems so overemphasized. Chill. We're still young. We have plenty of time. Breathe. Read a book. Figure out who you are first, then move forward.
Love,
Cailin
Love,
Cailin
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