Question of the Year.

So... now I am nineteen, and things are changing.

Things have always been changing, of course... but nineteen is the age of the ever-present "question" more than maybe any other.

What is this "question", you ask?
Just what you think it is. :)

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Okay... let me just talk about this for a second...

This question always comes from the same person-- that older woman you just met seven seconds ago.

You don't know her at all, and she is some friend of a friend of your mother... and you end up meeting her awkwardly somewhere and the conversation goes a little something like this:
"Hi, what's your name, do you have a boyfriend?"

For the teenager in question, the internal monologue goes a little more like THIS:
"Hi, Lauren, and I didn't hate my life until you asked me that, but now I really hate it and I hate you, too."

"The Question" is just asking for an awkward moment. People should probably just stop asking it to save themselves from being hated by the single teenage population.

While life is clearly not all about being wrapped in some sports team sweatshirt that smells like abercrombie cologne, these women make it seem like this is something one should be experiencing at all times in order to truly live. Which is a little bit ridiculous. Regardless, it is probably the question I dread most at family functions, places you go with your mother, and any extraneous event where you may possibly be introduced to a woman in this age demographic.

When I'm sitting on my bed downing cartons of Ben & Jerry's, having just broken up with someone and hating the world... by all means, ask me The Question. Then, I will love to talk about it and I will maybe even share some ice cream with you.

In the meanwhile, it's the most awkward ice breaker you can come up with.

<3 Lauren