BY BROOKE REESE
I believe that life should be an adventure. Similar to a roller coaster, there will be ups and downs, but it’s all about how you handle them.
I tend to be an open book to people, I have nothing to hide.
So every week I’m going to confess things I’ve never done before and if it’s possible, I’m going to try them.
Why not? Life’s an adventure.
So here we go! It’s confession time and I’m a little nervous about publically addressing this one.
Never have I ever…been in a relationship. At four months away from being 21, I didn’t think I would still be harping on this.
But, here I sit. Single.
There are some days where I think I’m Amy Schumer. A leading lady who can stand on her own and be just fine.
Then days hit me when everyone around me is leaving to go out with their boyfriends on Valentine’s Day and I’m out to dinner with my Dad. Lame.
Every girl as a teenager asks herself as she looks around at all of her friends, ‘when will it be my time to be happy?’
The problem is, I’m still asking.
Twenty years old and I still have never been in a serious relationship.
Is it me? Is it the guys I choose?
I have no idea.
I’m hoping as I write this that I’m not the only one. That I’m not going to be pitied as the girl who’s always alone.
It certainly hasn’t been my choice. Although I’m sure I could have given one of the guys I’ve “talked to” a chance, but it hasn’t worked out.
But what’s a girl to do?
Do I fall into the crowd of girls just looking to “hook up” every Friday night? Or do I wait for the person who gives me the cliché butterflies and googly eyes?
Honestly I don’t even know if I have the time.
At this point in my life I need to focus on myself and all the things I have going on.
I’m a busy person.
As much of an excuse as that sounds, it’s true.
I have 19 credits this semester, with three labs. I’m incredibly involved in three clubs that count on my participation to produce journalistic content. I work four days a week at Brew. Not to mention that I still live 15 minutes from my family, so I inevitably try to see them as much as I can.
Where would a relationship even fit into that?
I guess like everyone says, ‘if the right person comes along you’ll make time.’
But here I sit, waiting for the right person. Wherever he may be.
In the meantime, I think I’ll stick to being Amy Schumer.
People like her.