Roxy highlights her choice for the perfect guys to look for this summer.
Roxy looks at whether the "other woman" is always in the wrong.
Things weren’t going as planned: I wasn’t having much success. Maybe my standards were too high; or maybe just no one was good enough. So I accepted the fact that I’d settled down a bit and was ‘seeing’ just the one guy.
Then all of a sudden ‘seeing’ turned into something more. It seemed that I had somehow become someone’s girlfriend: don’t ask me how that happened, but it did. And I was mildly bemused by the whole thing.
I thought that there was nothing to worry about; life doesn’t change once labels are attached. What’s in a label? Too many people make the mistake of over-thinking things, but I continued to tell myself I would never let myself fall into that trap.
Life carried on, as usual, only there was just the one guy. Just one, I know, but it was fine. I was doing everything I did before, having fun with all my friends, going on brilliant nights out and trying not to think about the end of term.
Then all of a sudden it is upon us: week 10. The final time as freshers.
My emotions were hyped up because I’ve been trying not to think about the three months I have to spend back home. All the long days I am going to have to fill. I’ve been trying to ignore the fact that I have to say any goodbyes.
So there I was all ‘ice-queen’ as per usual, and then he comes along and tells me that it is all over.
My reaction?
A simple, ‘Okay’.
You see readers, people can be very complicated. They can get caught up in their own heads, and spend too much time up there.
What I want to say is, don’t let that be you. Each day should be lived as if it is your last. I have spent the most part of the last term with this one guy. From the first time I kissed him, I couldn’t bring myself to kiss anyone else. I’m not denying that I carried on flirting with others, but that is just who I am. It was fine at the beginning; and it was fine at the end.
Do I regret this last term? Do I wish that I’d never kissed him? No. I have had a brilliant summer term; in fact, I’ve had a brilliant first year at university. Things happen, and you have to accept them. No, in fact, you have to enjoy them, even the bad things, because it is all part of living.
I welcome week 10 with open arms.
This week is going to be AMAZING. I am going to spend it with the best people in York, and we are going to drink lots, and party lots and just generally have fun.
Because, after all, that is what life is about.
This is a surprisingly grown-up response to something that may well have led to other people feeling their term ruined. Well done and keep writing!
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