Girls seem to think that guys get over break ups at a faster rate and with more ease than women. Is this true?
Getting dumped sucks. The only thing worse is getting dumped with some vague, cliché breakup line. You know the kind - they’re sugar coated, indirect, and straight from a Friends rerun. We can thank TV and movies for offering a plethora of lame excuses to the male population to recycle over and over again instead of offering us the real reason why they are ending our perfect romance.
Last week, my male friend over at Coed Magazine shared his thoughts on how we ladies handle life after a break up. And let me just say, I haven’t LOLed that hard since the first time I watched this. (OMG. Just watched it again. HILARIOUS.)
Because not seeing him meant that I had no idea what he was up to. How he was handling this whole mega-break up. If he was at home crying into a box of Fruity Pebbles (our cereal), throwing things in a fit of rage whenever anything reminded him of me (which should mean broken everything), or just sorta going about his daily business….only now, with the enthusiasm of Eeyore.
I never thought I'd have to choose between my best friend and my boyfriend. Never. I'm not even sure how I get into the situation in the first place. When I first met my boyfriend during class, I immediately wanted my best friend to meet him. You know how it is. You want your girl's seal of approval!
Dear Tuffy Luv, Ten months ago I met the best guy I have ever been with. We have/had the best story ever. We met at the airport on the way home from separate study abroad trips, same flight home, we started talking at the gate. After a first "date" and a visit from him, he asked me out.
Look, I know it’s cheesy but as single ladies, we’re only as good as the girls we surround ourselves with and when one of us is down, we’re all down. Of course it gets frustrating sometimes, watching your formally single and fabulous bestie go from taking names (and numbers) and kicking ass to sullen and sunken into a sofa watching “The Notebook.”
So it’s New Year’s Eve and you’re single...again. Cue the tightest little black dress that practically defies the laws of physics. Cue double fisting $4 champagne. Cue the drunk dialing your ex just to tell him you “don’t miss him or his BMW at all!” Well...maybe not that last one. Not this year anyway.
Dear Tuffy Luv, I am currently a single freshman girl in college. Coming to college, there was a ton of stuff to be excited about. But like most single freshman girls I had one things on my mind: COLLEGE BOYS. I came here with the mentality that I was going to meet a bunch of boys, have some fun, and just play the field...
Well, ladies, I can’t convince this guy to stick with you. But I can help you recognize some of the signs that your time as one half of your favorite duo is about to expire. What’s that they say about the best defense being a good offense? Well, I say the best defense is knowing you’re getting dumped so you can be drunk when it happens.
Dear Tuffy Luv, I have found myself in a tough situation. My best friend of three years recently sent me a Facebook message out of the blue telling me that she no longer wishes to be friends or in contact with me. Her reasoning was that being friends with me causes her "too much stress" and she has been thinking about it "for the last two months."
This is a sad story. It begins, as most of my stories do, with me spilling coffee all over myself. I ducked into the nearest clothing store to pick up a cheap new shirt, and found myself staring at a lime-green, rhinestone-encrusted t-shirt reading “My Boyfriend Is Cuter Than Yours.” Next to it, a similar horror, this one reading “I May Be A Flirt, But My Boyfriend Likes It.” Above it, “I’m A Diva! Just Ask My Boyfriend!”
What a week! I don't know about ya'll, but I've been busting my butt at the gym, trying to look cute before classes start again. There's a lot of stress to look banging when the school year starts again, what with the new slew of potential Freshmen boys roaming through campus. But before I can begin my 5k regimen (or chug a protein shake on the couch), let's the review the week that was.