Dear Diary,
SO... this is my first post and it'll basically be my adventures as a college virgin... but that's not the immediate problem. Cuffing Season is.
If you don't know, cuffing season is that period between the first temperature drop of the fall and the day it consistently stays above 65 degrees, somewhere around April. Nothing is better when you're cold than cuddling up with a "boo thing" and settling in to watch the snow fall. Your love keeps you warm and you're so attached to that person it's like you're handcuffed to them. Hence the term Cuffing season.
Which is all well and fine... unless you're single. Then you get to watch all the couples huddling for warmth while you shiver at the shuttle stop. It's like the Great Depression, you're the dustbowl farmer with nothing and they're all living like the Rockefellers. All you can think is, Damn, where's my daddy Warbucks to sweep me off my feet?
But the good thing is you're never alone... not with this girl-guy ratio. So you and all your single friends sit in dorm rooms, or libraries, or classrooms, or at bus stops repeating, "I need a man." "I need a Boyfriend." "I need a boo thing." like some kind of mantra. And every group consists of the same girls. The Optimist: I know he's coming! I won't give up! Miss Too Grown: There's too many immature guys who aren't ready for what I have to offer. The Philosopher: It's because we're looking. When we stop looking he'll be there. And The Waiting Christian: God has a man prepared just for me and the day he decides I'm ready he will appear. I just have to wait. Patience is a virtue. How do I know? At some point in time, I've been all of these women. What can I say? Misery loves company, and after some cupcakes and spiked hot cocoa who can be miserable?
In any case, its not all bad, while cuffing season alienates the single girl, it makes female friendships even stronger. And once the snow thaws out and all the winter lovebirds "see other people" for some warm weather fun, those friendships will still be there.
A weak consolation, I know, but hey silver linings have to start somewhere...
Love,
V
