So I like my life. It's not perfect. But it has its moments. I work (2 jobs). I go to school. I write. I see movies. Sometimes I even interact with people I consider friends-mostly it's just with people I consider co-workers. I don't have time for much else.
However, It has recently come to my attention that everyone else is paired up. How did this come to be? Did I miss that day when everyone was given a partner? Was I out sick?
Facebook has become update upon update of relationship status from the dreaded single to In a Relationship with...
Work has turned into wedding shower invite hell. Everyone is pairing up and making babies.
I feel left out.
Then I remember what my last relationship was like. Or even my last date. OMG Hide me!
I like being able to choose the movie with no arguments. Or the restaurant. Or even having the ability to claim the covers as my own. All the pillows on this side of the bed? Sure!
But.
But.
I miss having someone to curl up against. To question the hero's stupidity with at the movies. To share dinner with.
I hate that I don't feel complete without someone. Because I am complete. I am me. No one else is my exact combination of quirks and I love that. I have gotten used to the single life. I love my single life. Friday night spent with Blockbuster and Mexican takeout. It's a lot more fun then being berated because I am stupid. Or spending the evening with a guy with an IQ of 3 (how that escaped my notice when he asked me out... I don't know).
Arrrgh.
Thank you for listening to me rant. After learning of someone's engagement I just couldn't take it anymore. I'm okay with being single but sometimes it gets to me)
However, It has recently come to my attention that everyone else is paired up. How did this come to be? Did I miss that day when everyone was given a partner? Was I out sick?
Facebook has become update upon update of relationship status from the dreaded single to In a Relationship with...
Work has turned into wedding shower invite hell. Everyone is pairing up and making babies.
I feel left out.
Then I remember what my last relationship was like. Or even my last date. OMG Hide me!
I like being able to choose the movie with no arguments. Or the restaurant. Or even having the ability to claim the covers as my own. All the pillows on this side of the bed? Sure!
But.
But.
I miss having someone to curl up against. To question the hero's stupidity with at the movies. To share dinner with.
I hate that I don't feel complete without someone. Because I am complete. I am me. No one else is my exact combination of quirks and I love that. I have gotten used to the single life. I love my single life. Friday night spent with Blockbuster and Mexican takeout. It's a lot more fun then being berated because I am stupid. Or spending the evening with a guy with an IQ of 3 (how that escaped my notice when he asked me out... I don't know).
Arrrgh.
Thank you for listening to me rant. After learning of someone's engagement I just couldn't take it anymore. I'm okay with being single but sometimes it gets to me)