Definition of Ghosted (according to Urban Dictionary): A term used among women to describe when a man (or woman) they have been seeing for a while stops taking their calls and answering their texts. These actions are usually preceded by many a broken promise to "hang out" or "catch up" on the part of the Ghoster.

I'll be the first to admit that I've definitely been guilty of ghosting. We all have our reasons that we obviously don't tell the other person. (Hence: vanishing like a ghost aka ghosting.) Whether it's lack of chemistry or this person was not what you were expecting, ghosting is a reality. This situation may seem typical for people in college, because unfortunately it is and we've created a term for it.

Quick back story: Girl matches with boy on Tinder. Girl and boy talk for several days via text. Girl and boy make plans for dinner. Girl and boy go to dinner and proceed to never hear from each other again.

Being in Greek life is an amazing aspect of college, but it does lead to awkward run ins. Once someone ghosts me, I'd like to keep it that way. I don't want to see you or interact with you in any way shape or form. If we have a social/mixer, don't try and say hi because 1. that contradicts what you did 2. I'll probably say something "un-lady like." Do I revel in the chance to give you dirty looks if we happen to be in the same room? Of course! What girl doesn't? But don't approach me and make the situation more uncomfortable than it needs to be.

I knew I was ghosted by this guy, and guess what? I didn't care. But he seemed to think otherwise...

When I put my coat on to leave the party, that was not your cue to give me a horrendous explanation saying, "I just wanted to let you know that I didn't call or text you because I didn't feel anything romantically," said the boy who hadn't spoken to me in two months. No sh*t. Being a young woman of decent intelligence, I can pick up on social cues. I knew you weren't interested. Did you ever consider that maybe I felt the same way? Or did your gigantic ego tell you that I was heartbroken and needed closure?

After our dinner, I knew it wasn't going to work. Our conversation was strained and your focus leaned more towards the loud conversation of the girls at the table behind us. You also not so subtly mentioned that your Little's girlfriend is hot. So yeah, I wasn't expecting (or hoping for) a text from you later on that night or the next day.

Thanks for asking to be friends, but I'll have to pass on that offer. You've made your horrendously awkward bed, and now you get to lay in it. Alone.