You know exactly who you are. You're the girl who's been single for way too long and you're sick of watching all your friends fall in love. You're wondering if you're "girlfriend material," whatever that is. Maybe you're just wondering why on earth some boy hasn't realized how amazing you are yet. I wonder that too. I wonder why someone hasn't swept you off your feet yet?
Let me ask you this, are you looking in all the wrong places?
Ed Sheeran was right when he said, "The club is not the best place to find a lover," but I don't agree that "The bar is where it's at." If you're constantly searching for love at the local college bar filled with underage drunk frat guys and cigarette smoke, are you really expecting to run into Prince Charming? Heck, Chuck Bass probably wouldn't even be found dead there. I'm not saying that love can't be found at the club, the bar, or a frat house; I'm just highlighting the absurdity of the average college girl's expectations. Why are we always so shocked when the guy that we met when he was heavily inebriated with all his buddies turns out to be a total jerk? Like come on, I know you saw that coming. Heck, I know I saw it coming once upon a time, but I didn't care.
When we're constantly looking for love, we're desperate to find someone to be with. That long list of expectations somehow gets narrowed down to "hot," "frat guy," or maybe even "human boy that's semi-good-looking." The qualities we should be looking for in a partner, like "honest," "kind," "genuine," "intelligent," and "respectful" get thrown out the window. Why do you do that to yourself? I know you know that you deserve someone who will treat you right, but we settle for someone who looks like he can "have a good time" seven nights of the week at the bar.
Perhaps it's time to stop searching. That doesn't mean you need to give up hope of finding love. I actually mean the complete opposite. The odds are, as soon as you stop looking in all the wrong places, Mr. Right will probably come knocking on your door. We spend so much time complaining about all the guys who have done us wrong, but you need to start working on making yourself Miss Right before you can expect everything to fall into place. Like I said earlier, don't expect to find a knight in shining armor "turning up" on a Wednesday night. Who knows, maybe "the one" is in that math class you've been skipping all semester.
I know you're sick and tired of being the "single friend" and you're over spending Valentine's Day alone, but I promise you that things will work out one day when you least expect it. In the meantime, you should probably start going to that math class.
