Speaking of being single, I'd recently think that I might end up being a spinster. Reason was I enjoy my status right now so much that I'm afraid by the time I'm ready to settle down, I'd be all old, wrinkly and wobbly that men my age can hardly see me clearly anymore with their bare eyes.
I've nothing against couplets but I'm just trying to share with you how much fun it is to be single.
- I go out as much as I want
- I stay in as much as I wish
- I flirt with random people in public
- I sleep with person that I like
- I go on serial dating
- I can be an anti-social and hog the TV
- My time is my time
- I don't need to waste my energy on arguments
- My decision is final, no compromising needed
- I don't need to share my food and when I feel like sharing, my friends are there
- I have to whole bed to myself
- If my bathroom is dirty, there's only myself to blame
- I shop all I want and I should
- I don't expect my dishes to be washed except by the dishwasher
I'm interested in meeting men, but I've no interest in a relationship, yet. And if you ask me, am I happy, I can tell you this - yes, never happier. I dare to say that this year is by far, the happiest and the most eventful year I've had in my adulthood.
From getting over a relationship to putting myself out there in the dating scene, from losing a relationship to building new great friendships, from finishing my degree to starting my masters, everything's just great.
When things began, I was unsure about myself. I wasn't sure if I can handle having dinner with some men who were then pseudo-strangers to me. I did it, and before I knew it, I was professed the "serial dater". I had great fun, it's always nice to be treated like a woman - being wined and dined, chauffeured in and out, being the centre of attention. What's best is that they are not from one man - you're given choices but you are not obligated to pick, you are free to step in to your peaceful and quiet home, have the tele and bed by yourself, after being out in the buzzing hangouts for long enough.
I know I'll eventually be in the gamble of relationship again, when I cross path with my perfect male. As for now, if you ask me, no thanks. I can't handle losing what I'm having now, call me selfish if you like. I like to be up at four in the morning blasting my stereo and sipping on my hot chocolate while blogging without having to worry of keeping it low (except for the neighbours).
Furthermore, I don't know how to be a girlfriend, I've somehow forgotten, call me silly. But that's okay, things will fall together naturally, when it's meant to be. Who knows, I could've jumped from the serial dater to the girlfriend before anyone realizes it.
Until I find my Mr. Right, Mr. Right-Now will do just right.