The Long Distance Relationship Essay

I was starting my first day at a new school. My palms were sweaty, my heart was thumping, and I had butterflies in my stomach. I took a deep breath and walked towards the grey doors. I thought about what the new school would be like; how the teachers were and how the students were. I missed my friends from my old school. I walked through those big grey doors to a whole new place.

Have you ever felt like everyone in the class is looking at you? That was me in 8th grade, the new kid, not only to the school but to the country. My family and I had just moved from Germany to Columbus, Georgia, it was a big change in all of our lives. I sat in that class with not an a sliver of an idea of what I was doing, where I was going, or how I was going to survive this year. My shoes were not exactly the most stylish, neither were my clothes, Germany was not exactly the most fashionable country, so why would I be, I had lived there for 12 years of my life, I was 12 at the time. My teacher was Mr. Kahlouch, an old grouchy man that I would learn to not like even more as the year passed, but today he would make me stand up and introduce myself to a class where it seemed every student had already produced their own clique. I told myself that I would be okay, that it wasn’t a problem, and thought of the old cliché, “picture everybody naked.” I was ready, I walked up to the front of the class took a deep breath and went, “Hi my name is…” I woke up about an hour later, I had passed out in front of everyone in my new class at my new school, in this new country.

I feel my heart boom in my ears screaming at me to go home and never come back, but I can’t because the Oakwood door is already staring at me in my face. I wonder how many times I’ll shut my mouth just so I don’t have to be told to shut it. I feel the air conditioning on my skin as I sit in my seat to unload my belongings. After putting my things on my desk, I heard a loud thump and saw scattered paper all over the floor. “Sorry ‘bout that, maybe you shouldn’t always be in everyone’s way,” hissed Mister to Cool for School, “or maybe you shouldn’t be here at all.”

Two clichés: Absence makes the heart grow fonder and Out of sight, out of mind. Which one of these two conflicting views is closer to the reality? As it turns out, it does not really matter that much since long distance relationships (LDR) suffer from exactly the same strengths and weaknesses as proximal relationships. Whether two people are going to have fulfilling relationship does not only depend on their geographical closeness. What matters is quality, not quantity. According to one expert on LDRs, "the majority of studies that have been done show no greater risk of an LDR breaking up than any other relationship (Guldner, 2004, p. 6)." An LDR relationship has the same likelihood of

The bell rung and with my heart pounding out of my chest, I exhaled and sped to my first class. A million thoughts were running through my mind and I couldn’t have asked for more. A new school and a new start was bound to shake the nerves of my body and the air around me. My brain was spinning and my hands shook as I held onto the door that seemed to hide a different dimension. Oh wait, there was a line to get inside. As I fell in unison with my peers, I thought about this thrilling experience.

As i'm riding to school on my bike I realize i've forgotten my backpack I start riding home and when I get there I pack my backpack and lunch. Then I ride to school. When I get there I lock my bike in the bike racks. I stare at my schedule I had mr lo first period. The bell rang and all the students piled into the classrooms. I got to mr lo’s class it had science equipment everywhere. We started off playing a get to know you game which was quite boring until mr lo did a diet coke and mentos experiment. Before we knew it first and second period were over the day was going fast.

“Just to school like normal” I replied. The car twinged on like a old analog tv and started slowly driving down the narrow street. It was dark down at ground level, the old neglected buildings on either side of the street blocked out the sun. “Can you turn on the light and tint the windows please, oh and also play my favorite playlist.” A catchy electronic tune began playing in backround. I pulled out my one and only book and started to read. There wasn't many left anymore, I was one of the lucky few to have one. The book talked of a distant past when the sky was blue and your skin wouldnt burn every time it rained, When there was more than just concrete and plastic and not everything had a price. It explained how nature had a balance and how delicate but amazing the whole thing was. It kind of reminds me of this

A recent magazine of Psychology Today focuses on the topic of relationships and how they survive long distance. The article is written by Theresa DiDonato and published 20 september 2016. DiDonato shares her research on the geographical separation of couples and encourages them to push through the struggle. The author writes that certain objective factors and subjective relationship judgments promote healthier long-distance relationships. Examples of theses factors being low psychological distress, distance, relationship certainty, having a positive attitude toward your relationship and communication. After stating the necessary components to maintain a long distance relationship DiDonato focuses

Then I remembered, that everyone was on summer break expect me cause I flunked all my courses except science. I’m amazing at science. Anyways, I went and got myself a crumby Big Mac and sat down. Another way you can tell who a moron is if they’re always on their phone. I didn’t own a phone cause all they sell now are iPhones and Androids and I don’t like touch screens, they always get crumby from my fingerprints. Everyone in the mall was a moron except me. I’m always an exception for everything. It was 4 p.m. I’d sat in the food court for four goddamn hours. I always do that, sit somewhere for hours for no reason. All the kids leaving school coming to the mall should be here by now. I hate socializing with people. Everyone’s annoying. Except my sister, she’s not phony. Speaking of phony, John Simo sat opposite of my table. Not him again. Why’s he here for? Celebrating getting another 95%? Boy, I hated that mark. I was lucky if I ever got that mark backwards, but it’s cause I don’t try, not cause I’m dumb. I looked at that bastard, John again. He was wearing a gay grey dress shirt. The sleeves were rolled up, just like what all the morons do. He waved at me. I waved back and put my head down. I didn’t want to look at that phony

The bus hissed to a stop and I stepped on for the first time that year. It was my seventh-grade year and I was finally in middle school. The middle school scared me. The big halls, multiple buildings, and two gyms! I had been in the building before but it never seemed real. Stepping off the bus, I finally realized that it was a huge school. I was overwhelmed the first day, but I soon got used to it. However, now I’m an eighth grader. I can officially say that I have survived middle school. The halls aren’t so big anymore, the two gyms are normal to me, and multiple buildings have combined into one. Over the past two years, the middle school has become home to me and I will never forget the wonderful memories that happened in this building. The past two years have become a blur and I have learned more than I could ever have imagined. I have new friends that I can call family, my responsibility, and new

The alarm clock buzzed loudly beside my ear. Feeling like a gong that was being hit repeatedly was placed right beside my head. I sluggishly pulled myself out of my bed and dragged myself to my closet. The words, first day of school moaned ghastly in my head. Summer was uneventful and school was just going to be hell. I picked out an old, worn out flannel and a pair of jeans to wear. Not rushing at all, I struggled to put the raggedy clothes on. They smelt like horrendous lies and rumors. Exactly what this state and my school are built on.

Friendships and romantic relationships makes our lives go round. Without them our lives would be dull and lonely. Unlike family members, we are allowed to choose our friends and lovers. There are various levels of friendships and diverse forms of romantic relationships, and they can all lead to being close, intimate, and loving. Both friendships and romances considerably enrich the well-being of our physical and mental state. Friendships can lead to romantic relationships, and romantic relationships can lead to just being friends.

A very good (morning) to the lecturer in charge, Mr/Mrs/Ms_____________ and the audience. On this pleasant day, I stand before you to deliver a speech entitled “Long distance relationship is manageable!”. As we all know, a relationship can be defined as having a constant connection with a person be it family members, friends or acquaintances. However, the relationship I’m discussing about today is on the relationship between different sex, what we called as boy-girl relationship. This particular relationship can be divided into the short distance relationship we see every day or a long distance relationship. Long distance relationships are particularly tough for couples as they do not see each other

Everyone has different ideas of what a long distance relationship is; to some it may mean being on opposite sides of a state, country, or even the world. It seems that as the miles between two partners increases the strain on their relationship and communication increases as well. In recent years the number of long distance relationships have experienced a steady increase, focusing mostly around relationships between college aged partners. According to the McKinnel’s Paradigm (1994) as mentioned in “Extended Communication Efforts Involved With College Long-Distance Relationships” , nearly one third of students in college or universities are involved in some form of a relationship involving distance defined by a 50-mile radius (Firmin, Firmin, & Merical, 2013). College-aged partners are not the only ones that interact with the struggles of a long distance relationship; many military and immigrant partnerships also face the strain of finding fulfilling modes of communication. Communication is one of the foundational building blocks of any relationship. When distance is factored into the communicative properties of a relationship, the relationship tends to suffer. As time and technology have advanced, this communicative downfall has become more manageable for any type of relationship.

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