Here is My Meltdown

So here we go, after many journal entries and pressure from friends, I have decided it's about time I let the rest of the world in on my bizarre, funny, and sometimes terrible stories and experiences I have had the past three years.  These are the stories of a VERY single twenty year old college student, and although it may seem like some of them are scripted...they are all very true, minus a few forgotten drunken details, or things just a tad too inappropriate to share on the Internet.

As I reminisce on most of these experiences, I laugh, because my timing and luck is something out of a bad romantic comedy....but I also am quickly reminded of the number of heartbreaks I have experienced, which is more than the average twenty year old I can promise you that. Having said that, my main goal in sharing my stories and thoughts is to give those heartbreaks a greater meaning, and share the many things I have learned from them.  It is much more than to get a few laughs or make sure when I'm forty I remember I used to be fun.

My intention in starting this blog is to shed light on a much greater issue that myself and my peers face today; we are the "hookup generation".  This is a term I have heard thrown around in magazines and newspapers articles, and it is the only phrase I can think of to describe the strange and shocking social interactions I experience every weekend with twenty-something guys.  Our love lives are fast paced, just like our technology...we want everything instantly, and to feel loved is just another one of those things.

So the real question is...what comes next? If you've already done it all on day (or night) one, what is there to look forward to?  As a girl who dreams of prince charming, and sits on Pinterest in class looking at wedding cakes and engagement rings, this whole "hookup" culture scares me to death and is really starting to cramp my style.  If you don't already understand the uncouth ways of college boys circa 2015, then I am about to blow your mind, and if you were not already concerned for the future love lives of our generation...you are about to be.

Keep Melting,

-Em