2008 Woodie Awards
Long distance love: Is it worth the wait?
Erin Futrovsky
Issue date: 9/13/07 Section: Life!
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Long-distance relationships suck. Honestly, there's no real reason to beat around the bush here. Whoever said that absence makes the heart grow fonder must have been talking about either warm weather or an alcoholic beverage.
I have a lot of respect for you if you can withstand weeks or months without the hand-holding, the lovey-dovey kisses, the face-to-face heart-to-hearts or the sex. Five hour phone conversations may work for you and your significant other, but they may not work for your roommate or your GPA, for that matter.
If you can go out on a Friday night and turn down someone who is giving you one of the most obvious "I-will-totally- sexile-my-roommate-for you-tonight" looks that you have ever seen, I give you a massive amount of credit.
Checking in with your parents a couple of times a week is tough enough. To feel obligated to type a 900 word report via instant message of your every move to the guy or girl your dating seems like torture.
Isn't this time in our lives supposed to be about experimenting? Finding out what makes you tick? Realizing what turns you on? Harmless flirting? Trying to comprehend why that guy you gave your number to last week at that party hasn't called you, while simultaneously wondering how the hell he got your roommate's number?
Like everything else, there are pros to the whole long-distance thing, too. We learn a lot in college, whether or not you want to admit it. When you lovebirds are reunited, there is no denying that you will have a lot to tell each other.
There are those sex tips from your sorority sisters. And you can't forget about that obnoxious couple in your Philosophy class who wear matching t-shirts that say "I'm Yours" with arrows pointing to each other.
And who doesn't dream about that scene from every romantic movie that they have ever watched. The one where the characters run into each others' arms after months of being apart, as time freezes.
I have a lot of respect for you if you can withstand weeks or months without the hand-holding, the lovey-dovey kisses, the face-to-face heart-to-hearts or the sex. Five hour phone conversations may work for you and your significant other, but they may not work for your roommate or your GPA, for that matter.
If you can go out on a Friday night and turn down someone who is giving you one of the most obvious "I-will-totally- sexile-my-roommate-for you-tonight" looks that you have ever seen, I give you a massive amount of credit.
Checking in with your parents a couple of times a week is tough enough. To feel obligated to type a 900 word report via instant message of your every move to the guy or girl your dating seems like torture.
Isn't this time in our lives supposed to be about experimenting? Finding out what makes you tick? Realizing what turns you on? Harmless flirting? Trying to comprehend why that guy you gave your number to last week at that party hasn't called you, while simultaneously wondering how the hell he got your roommate's number?
Like everything else, there are pros to the whole long-distance thing, too. We learn a lot in college, whether or not you want to admit it. When you lovebirds are reunited, there is no denying that you will have a lot to tell each other.
There are those sex tips from your sorority sisters. And you can't forget about that obnoxious couple in your Philosophy class who wear matching t-shirts that say "I'm Yours" with arrows pointing to each other.
And who doesn't dream about that scene from every romantic movie that they have ever watched. The one where the characters run into each others' arms after months of being apart, as time freezes.