Jesse Wright – Managing Editor

You’ve all seen them. The people in the halls a little closer to each other than you wanted to see. The ones who think they’re “in love.” They hide in the corners of the stairwells, making things awkward for the lonely individuals on their way to first block. Well, it doesn’t work. Not on me. I’m entirely fine with being forever alone.

I’m different from most other people. I’ve found I can live without the strange and foreign ideas of romance and passion. Where others daydream of finding their soul mate, I daydream of attaining my dream job as CEO of a Fortune 500 company or becoming the leader of some powerful nation.

I just don’t understand all of the work people put into maintaining a relationship. I find it more important and fulfilling to advance my personal goals in life.

So when I see people exchanging gifts the day before Christmas break or on their beloved’s birthday, I’ll simply keep on walking by.

On Valentine’s Day I’ll proudly stride through the hallways with nothing but the wall by my side.

The locked arms of those around me will have no effect on me as I await Singles Awareness Day to celebrate my single status with others like me.

I have no problem admitting it. I’m alone, and I see nothing wrong with it. I feel just fine even when I don’t have someone holding my hand. I’d rather go where I want to anyway; someone else attached to my hand would only prevent that. I don’t need someone else’s “love” to feel good inside.

Love might work out for everyone else, but it’s just not my cup of tea. I’m better off by myself, and I don’t see that changing in the near future.

Grumble, grumble.