College wouldn’t be half so much fun if we didn’t all sit around during the break talking about our love lives. During the course, we’ve had a couple of engagements, a couple of weddings, a couple of cohabitations, a pregnancy, some new loves, some broken hearts and everything in between. I always seem to be a focus for discussion, although I’m not sure if that is because of sympathy, empathy or comedy (or maybe because I am now the only person on the course who is not attached). Either way, it’s good fun.
separating the wanted from the unwanted