UPDATE: NON-EXISTENT LOVE LIFE
Yes, still single w/o child, w/o boyfriend, therefore, I am not complicated.
During highschool, when I was 14, I was only joking when I said that after 10 years, I’d probably be alone on my apartment, not sharing a cup of coffee with anybody, or spending Christmas and Valentine’s at work, and visiting my other friends who also might be wondering why their blossoming time hasn’t come yet.
But those friends who told me the same thing 8 years ago finally got their special someones one by one, and I was left to myself. I could have been jealous, after all, we’re always together. When we watch movies, or visit other friends, or just have some fun. But now, I would have to know whether they have other plans on such dates before I could ask them out. Troublesome.
But surprisingly, I didn’t mind too much. It must have been the stress from work.
My mom, I think, is somehow troubled by this. I used to joke that I will be an old maid like my aunt, or my grandmother’s cousins, or my own cousin (it runs in the family, almost hereditary, if that’s even possible). Well, I’m just 22. I don’t mind having my first boyfriend at 30. I just DON’T have the interest for these kinds of things – and talks. My friend would like to set me up on a blind date, and I thought of it as ridiculous. My other friend would like to give me a textmate, and I thought it was even more absurd. My mom told me to act like what I’m supposed to be – feminine, and I thought it was too bothersome. Guys don’t fall in love with the make-up and clothes girls are wearing, or how they giggle behind their hands. Or do they? Ahh, who cares.
I would just concentrate on other things.
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