How do you figure out if you want to be casual or serious in relationships, or stay entirely single? Ah, yes, the age old question; we stare despairingly at ourselves in the mirror and demand to know “WHAT DO YOU WANT?”. With choices as limited as they are at the moment, it is even more Read More…
As a wise woman once said: it is a truth universally acknowledged, that single people must be lonely, unhappy and destined to spend Valentine’s Day in bitter sorrow – or something along those lines. Even the ancient Greeks agreed: there’s this myth that says that all humans were originally created with two heads, four arms and Read More…
The perpetually single typically despise Valentine’s Day as a brutal reminder that they are alone in this world – without a person to buy stuffed animals and boxes of chocolates for. However, as someone who heavily romanticises singledom, I reject this embittered view of a holiday which – essentially – is simply one about love.
Claudia Saalmueller looks at how we can (socially distanced and legally) overcome the barriers imposed by Covid to maintain our friendships.
Had you asked me this question three months ago I’d have answered vehemently with a definitive: “YES.” Because why would I – a young, beautiful 21 year old in her prime – limit myself to one partner?! The notion seemed ridiculous. As I’ve mentioned in previous pieces, at secondary school I was a serial monogamist. Read More…
I learnt that scheduling weekly calls with a friend is useful for preserving one’s sanity, but similarly beneficial is the intermittent sharing of amusing cat memes.
Crying is ugly. Crying is so ugly that even when Kim Kardashian does it, it’s meme-worthy. I think my ugliest cry was last month, on the 24th of September. Or maybe it was the 25th of August; both of these dates had a lot in common. I couldn’t ask my Mum for a tissue because she was sitting two metres away on a chair on a square of floor marked by tape. I couldn’t wipe my nose properly because I was wearing a face mask.
I know I use music as a safety blanket when I’ve had my heart broken, it provides me with an outlet, a way of dealing with my pain through the words of others, often those who also sound pretty in pain too.
Alison Hall writes a tongue in cheek review of some classic Oxford date spots, being sure to note that she is “not endorsing clandestine shagging during a socially distanced Michaelmas, you filthy rascals”.
If coordination were possible, an agreement between all users to send fewer and higher-quality messages would generate the greatest benefit to the dating pool as a whole. That’s not to discourage some of the most disastrously bizarre Tinder messages, which have provided hours of entertainment to users and meme pages across the globe.