Sunday, July 25, 2010


I was a bit excited when I found out that Going the Distance, starring Drew Barrymore and Justin What's His Face, is attempting to chronicle the humor and heartache of a LDR. I'm not huge on Chick Flicks (another post for another post) but I am willing to check this one out or at least rent it.

Why was I so "excited" when I came across this movie? Because I'm in a long distance relationship that's why.

There are days when I feel that the world in front of me only consists of hand holding couples, flirtatious laughter and loving glances. On these particular days, it seems that everywhere I go people are in love. When the world around me morphs into a surreal version of Disneyland on Valentine’s Day, I must remind myself that I too have someone to laugh with and to love. It is on days like these that I am constantly reminded that I am in a long distance relationship, and it is days like these that I feel the most alone.

Yet, statistically I am not alone. According to The Journal of Social Psychology, about one third of all dating relationships amongst college students are long distance, and their prevalence is even greater amongst first year students, such as transfers or freshman. It appears that not only are more young adults opting for the college route, but choosing to follow their own dreams and goals despite the presence of a relationship. Ambitions are high—students are taking on both midterms and midmonth flights to their significant others. And to stay afloat in this fast paced age of texting and tweets, long distance relationships have transformed into three short letters: LDR.

The above is from an article I wrote last Fall for my UWP class. At that point, I was fed up with all the negativity that had been thrown my way regarding my own LDR. I was use to people's faces morphing into looks of pity when they heard that my boyfriend lived miles and miles away. I was use to people launching into long stories about their brother's cousin's nephew's own LDR that had ended in tragic break up. And I was sick of people questioning the validity of my relationship. As my boyfriend simply and aptly put it--"Most people think long distance relationships aren't real relationships."

But here I am, more than two years into mine and still going strong. Sure, the stress of such a relationship can wear on you. And sure, it takes work like everyone says.

(That being said, I definitely have to remember to charge my phone.)

But I wouldn't give it up for anything.


(yeah, whateves.)


Stay tuned for more LDR musings and mumbles.

Explanations and Definitions

I feel a bit embarrassed. I haven't written a post for my blog in months. But who am I apologizing to?
My mother?
She's the only person who reads my blog--which may be one of the reason that I post so infrequently. In fact, right before graduation, my patience blew a fuse and I posted a not so nice, but extremely organized, rant about my former roommates. A day later, I received a voicemail from my mom saying "Do you really think you should post something like that? What if they [former roommates] were to read it?"
My Mother is usually right about these things.

So needless to say, I deleted the post and have yet to blog since. I think I'm a bit worried that my words will catch up to me someday.

But, the summer is half way over and I've decided I need to suck up this fear and keep writing, because really...what else is there to do?

My summer so far has consisted of the following:

1. Job hunting via my computer
Definition: An extremely saddening experience, which only highlights my lack of, well...experience. Also, online applications are a bitch. Seriously, who designed these things? A tortured soul, that's who. The last online application I filled out
took an hour and asked for a cover letter that I spent a good deal of time sweating over. Only come to find out, when I pushed the "submit application button," seconds later the status of my application read "under qualified." ?!?!? Thank you.

2. Reuniting with friends
Definition: Spending lot's of money on dinner, lunches, ice creams and coffee. Reminiscing about our friendship before we/I went away to college and mututally complaining about the job market. These reunions are kind of bittersweet, as in the back of my mind I know that this is all that is left of our friendship--meeting up every year or so when we are in the same location. Also, you begin to realize that people change. For example, good girls can turn into vodka stealing pot smokers. Who knew?

3. Studying for the CBEST
Definition: Having my younger brother reteach me basic mathematics. I hate math, and even more than I hate math---I hate math without a calculator. I am seriously panicking right now, as I still have a lot to cover and only a week or so left to study. And although I have been studying for a month, I have to say that morale is low. I seriously don't know what my chances are of passing the math portion.
Also, my brilliant idea to become a substitute teacher while I pursue other jobs turned out not to be so brilliant. Apparently, due to teacher lay offs, there are now plenty of highly qualified individuals who can be subs, leaving no room for individuals like me on the sub lists. Go figure. But I am pressing on. I'm going to get my CBEST score, darnnit!