My friends who are already in a relationship always tease me for being single. They tell me how great it is how to have a partner who you can tell your secrets to; tell you that they love you or having someone who can hug or cuddle with during a rainy day. I admit, I get jealous most of the time.
Who wouldn’t be? I’ve been single for almost two decades already!
I had suitors and two past relationships but I don’t consider them a ‘real’ relationship. It’s like having a boyfriend because you suddenly felt that you’re alone, sad and you need someone to be with. They don’t love me, trust me. I can feel it. Especially when they can’t even tell straight to my face the three magical words “I love you”. By the way, were good friends now and we just laugh at what happened.
Now, let me get back to what I am ranting about. I hate it when people tell straight to my face that I’m single and make a big deal out of it. Yes, I’m single. What’s the problem about that? Being single doesn’t mean I’m sad! I don’t have someone to lock lips with, or exchange I love you’s with but it doesn’t mean I’m not happy! I can do what I want; go out with guy friends without worrying who will get jealous; buy the things I want without thinking of saving for an anniversary gift; stalk my crush on facebook and save as many pictures as I want on my desktop! I can be myself and do things that I love! I can list at least a hundred reasons why I’m happy right now. Argh!
But I’m not saying that I don’t want to be in a relationship. I want to be in a relationship but it should be with the right person. Someone who understands me and my quirkiness. Someone who would laugh at my jokes. Someone who will treat me the way I deserve. Someone who supports me in everything that I do. Someone who is mature enough to stand up for what he believes in. Someone who loves me, and someone I can tell ‘I love you’ without stuttering and feeling uneasy.
I don’t want to rush things, okay? The right man comes at the right time.
Si Shamcey oh!
Yung batang naka white ang kinukunan ko ng litrato dito kaso biglang sumingit yung dalawang bagets. Pagtingin ko, saka ko na lang napansin na kamukha ni Shamcey yung nasa gitna. Oha!
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Iba nga naman ang naidudulot ng walang magawa. Pati tuloy post-it, kinunan ko ng litrato. Para bang napakatalas nung dulo ng papel. Para bang punyal na kayang puminit ng kalamnan. Para bang…. Susko, itigil na nga natin to. Ayokong maging pa deep at magmukhang matalino.
Magkukwento na lang ako ng tungkol sa post it.
Mahilig ako sa post-it. Yung tipong kahit di ko naman talaga nagagamit ay bumibili pa din ako. Minsan ginagawa kong origami, minsan naman dinodrowingan ko. Naiinis na nga nanay ko kasi ang dami ko daw post-it pero di ko naman ginagamit.
Leche. Ang hirap magkwento, magmukhang pa deep at i-relate lahat ng bagay sa buhay o sa pag ibig. Bakit kaya ang talentado ng ibang tao sa ganung bagay? Lahat na ginawan ng explanation.