Buongiorno

SERIOUSLY?

Where are all the single people? I have never felt more single in my life. EVER. Even when I WAS single, I at least had prospects. Someone I was interested in. But now, my 23rd year of existence, I am alone. 23rd and a few months… 

It seems as though most people I have gone to high school with or just old friends have married and/or had kids by now. Not that I want to jump on the kid bandwagon anytime soon, but it would be nice to meet someone. I think maybe my standards have gotten too high. The past relationships that I have had have been dreadful. Especially the last one. I don’t even know how I lasted the few months I did… After that one I dated this guy for about two weeks. What a jerk. A selfish, chauvinist jerk. Glad I ended it when I did. Why can’t I meet a guy that wants to take me on a date? Or make me happy? Or please me in any small form? I recently vowed to myself that I would not drag things on longer than necessary. I always tend to hold onto boys longer than I should. Perhaps with the thought they would change or start liking me more or vice versa. Maybe perhaps it’s me. I have had guys tell me that I’m the only girl they’ve ever argued with. Perhaps I’m a little head strong… Feisty… Opinionated. I need to work on those things. 

Hopefully I won’t have a tragic ending where I wind up an old cat lady. 

On a lighter note, school is looking good. I am back home with my parents, which has turned into a blessing in disguise. I love having positivity around me, not to mention love and good food. But I do look forward to the day of having my own place. Alone. No more living with dudes. Ugh. Kind of makes me sick to my stomach just thinking about it. Okay, back to organizing and laundry. Sushi tonight. Hooray!