As much as I disliked parts of high school, there were other parts that were great. One of those parts being the adorable puppy love relationships that sprang from studying together or dancing together at the Homecoming dance.
There is something appealing to a life where dating was easier. Or simpler.
To a life where the greatest gesture a boy could make was spending hours on a dual tape-decked boom box making you a mix tape to show you that he would love you forever. Bonus points if it involved any song from a boy band of the 90’s.
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It’s like you were penned up with a sea of available dates and raging hormones for 30 hours a week and relationships were bound to grow and prosper. Sure, when they failed you still had to sit next to each other in sophomore English (seriously, who decided that you should keep assigned seats for an ENTIRE semester when most high school loves only lasted about 3.5 weeks?!) but otherwise it was a blissful state of existence.
Dating now seems so much harder. First you have to FIND people to date. The only place you spend 30+ hours consistently is work, and that’s not always the best place to foster relationships. Once you finally do find someone, you have to figure out what to do to hang out and get to know each other better. If you go out to dinner/movies/mini-golfing (hey, it’s one of my favorite first dates…don’t judge!) then you have to do that special dance over who is going to pay. There’s figuring out the perfect time to introduce them to your friends, who are their own special breed of…special…but the closest people to your heart besides the cast of Beverly Hills 90210.
The easiest part of dating in high school is that you actually did become friends with your boyfriend, usually before you even began dating. That doesn’t happen so easily now. At least for me. I’m that girl who spends so much time hanging with the boys that I’ve learned to live in the friend zone. Which totallydoes not translate to dating or any sort of relationship.
All I ask for is a boy who will carry my books to homeroom and buy me a chocolate milk at lunch. Is that so much to ask for?
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