siiiiiiigh
Mood- frustrated
Music- Closing Time (Semisonic)
Was stalking friendster earlier, and joys of all joys.
My ex and his gf are getting married!
First things first, I'm far from bitter really. And puhleese... marriage is the LAST thing on my mind. Surprisingly, I'm sincerely happy for the both of them. DESPITE the fact that I was once fooled big time, accused of being a boyfriend stealer, and even received death threats through text. It was so long ago, and the girl and I are friends now... so all's cool between us.
What makes me feel all sad though, is the fact that if other people can be happy, why can't I too? I'm sure I've been real good this year, and I deserve my share of happiness.
Asking too much? I don't think so.
Anyway, I met up with my guy cousin today. I haven't seen him in three years, and all we did during my five hour break was talk and talk. As usual, the minute we started talking about love and all that shit, he asked me the dreaded question most single girls hate being asked.
"SOOOOO....... do YOU have a boyfriend?"
*reese rolls eyes and begs the ground to just swallow her up*
"Uhm.... (looks at the floor), No. I don't have a boyfriend."
"Yeah right. YOU???? Whatever!"
"REALLY! I don't."
"Talk to the hand. whatever."
Tell me now,
WHY IS THAT SO BLOODY HARD TO BELIEVE?
Everytime a conversation comes to that, I always start to think maybe there's something seriously wrong with me. I get this mental picture of me turning into an old maid and advertising my lonely self at lovematch.com, going the desperate way and signing myself up for speed dating.
Is it MY fault that all the guys who are long term boyfriend material turn out to be total jerks?
Is it MY fault that the others, are, well, NOT even boyfriend material?
Why oh why are the good ones always taken?
And the rest turn out to be gay?
I hate the world. I'm going to bed.
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