I'm back again, even though I should be doing Uni assignments, but let's not go there, hey?
So today, I was reading a blog (not on Blogspot however, hmph) about dating, sexual encounters and the like. Something that gets a lot of traffic, cause it's light porn for the guys, and gossip for the girls.
However there are some cute posts and it wasn't all bad.
This girl has had a lot of boyfriends and a hell of a lot more dates. I was happy to read it at first, but then the monster of jealousy kicked in.
I started to feel mad. Then annoyed. Then pissed off. Till finally I wanted to kick the daylights out of every human being that had ever been on a date (sorry).
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Me however has none of these things (though I'm not big on the Friends With Benefits {FWB} thing anyway).
Now, 99% of the time I'm totally cool with it; no, truly I am. I don't have to deal with the sh*t a boyfriend comes with and even though I miss out on the tons of positive things - I'm busy with Uni right now anyway.
- I know the Uni thing sounds like an excuse (and it is, pretty much) but still.
But reading this chicks blog kinda made me miss the cute moments you spend with a special someone and the love that the two of you share.
I find being single in the 21st century (though when I lived in the 20th I was 7) is hard.
We are always reminded of love, dating, relationships and more than anything else, we are reminded of sex - and if you're not doing it, you're nobody.
I think nowadays the biggest thing is the S.E.X - it's such a casual thing, that even if you don't have a boy/girlfriend, you should be doing it with someone anyway.
Whether it be FWB, one night stands, casual flings, etc.
I'm not the kind of person to jump into bed with someone who doesn't know my first name - and having this mindset to sex has given me the 'traditional' stamp by numerous friends.
I don't see myself as overly traditional. I'm not one of those premarital sex is off the cards kinda gal (and if you are, I applaud you) nor do I act stuck-up or bitchy in anyway. I also have confidence and I don't think I'm ugly or anything - not that how you look has anything to do with it.
Guys are just not interested.
Growing up, I'll be honest - I would expect my older self to be in a relationship by now.
Where are the hotties lining up outside your door?
The cute, funny, smart man who takes you out on dates; What do you mean he doesn't exist?
So, there's no boyfriend you make love to every night?
Yep, my younger self would be seriously disappointed.
And after wallowing in all of this, so am I.
* I put the *'s just in case I offended somebody with my ranting, lonely swearing. Keep it clean kids!
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