Saturday, April 01, 2006 || Singlehood sucks, proclaims "love doctor" Liz.
temp·ta·tion Audio pronunciation of "temptation" ( P ) Pronunciation Key (tmp-tshn)
n.
1. The act of tempting or the condition of being tempted.
2. Something tempting or enticing.
Let me tell ya how real temptation is.
Temptation is when your father calls you up at 11.30p.m, asking you if you'd like a big fat juicy Ramlee Burger when you're trying to eat less.
Yes people, that sucks. But I didn't succumb to the glorious temptation! :D
*pats self*
Anyway, watched Date Movie today. I can't say I'm satisfied by the movie, but it entertained me nonetheless. However, if you're into crude humour ... Go watch Scary Movie instead.
(but what the heck, they're of the same producers anyway)
I vowed, not too long ago, that I'd finally try to master photoshop.
Can't say I'm succeeding ... but at least there's progress! Uh, a bit...
Err ... yeah right. :D
Anyway, I'm not here to digress, I'm here to progress. (woo, I love this phrase!)
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A few days ago, one of Jaclyn's and my good friend dropped the news to us that she is officially off the market.
We both dropped our pizza, and exclaimed in unison at the horror of what has just been uttered to us. You see, our friend once swore that she wouldn't date until she was 21 to focus on other "more important things" in life first... she was practically, almost hardcore and bent on it.
And now she has a boyfriend. A boyfriend. A cute (just assuming, I have no idea) member of the opposite sex that she possible humps in her free time. (though that is none of my business)
So obviously, we were amazed and pretty happy for her, for her newfound happiness. (Right. True, to a certain extent. *coughs*)
But anyway, fast forward to this evening, Jaclyn and I were talking about W, and how this pattern of our MOST UNEXPECTED friends suddenly acquiring boyfriends seems to keep on repeating itself nowadays. First it was K (another goody girl)... now, W?!?
And then I told Jaclyn, "But anyway, I still think being single is good what. I mean, you can do whatever you want whenever you want without worrying about commitment and all that kinda shit! So freaking mafan can. And you get to spend more time with good friends whom you'll indefinitely neglect if you have to spend more time with your boyfriend!"
And after I said that, I stopped dead.
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I could recognize the familiar, sing-songish, repetitively bright tone of my voice whenever I talked about the joy and wonders of being single. I knew that I sounded like many of my single friends as well. We're all sharing the same concept, the same belief that being single is ultimately good for yourself.
And I also realized the sick truth of it; that's all bullshit.
Now now, you single people out there don't have to tear my hair out and strangle me until I puke blood on you.
I LOVE being single, I really really do. I thrive in it; I'm happy.
Being single is like ... riding a motorbike. You probably love it, you love feeling the wind caressing your face and you love feeling free on the road.
But it wouldn't be something that you'd be satisfied with your whole life. Soon, you'll notice that all your biker friends are suddenly driving cars ... and you'd want that for yourself, too. Because a car provides more security, more comfort (air cond, yo!) and more satisfaction than a sheer motorbike ever will.
Being single, most of us tend to co-exist with narcissism. Because it makes things easier. You won't have a boy/girlfriend to tell you how beautiful and talented you are, you know. You won't have those constant reassurances. You'd have great friends, of course ... but friends usually don't supply you with huge doses of compliments to make you feel good about yourself. -_- And narcissism is good for you, anyway.
But I don't want to kid myself any longer. I don't want to continuously proclaim my beliefs about how being single is great, because I know that it's just me, subconsciously convincing myself that singlehood is what I want, because for now, I don't really have a choice anyway.
It's an indirect cry of self-defence and self-pity, people. So if you do it, don't. ;) Why rub it in, yea?
And I think that it's a good thing. I am still enjoying my singlehood, ... and at the same time, I've accepted the fact that if I could have things differently, I would.
Look, I want someone to bitch with, someone who'll accept me for who I am (stupid lame jokes, constant accidental use of foul language, stubborn, no less :p), someone to share all my dirty secrets with and someone to playfully argue with, cause it's fun. Someone who satisfies me physically and understands me really well emotionally.
I know I'm picky. =))) But if I can't get what I want, I would rather not have any of it ... it's like going to Melaka when you are secretly dying to visit U.S, right? I don't understand people who find romance online or would settle for anybody, regardless of whether they really like the person or not.
(I know that a lot of people are dating/have dated ppl online. I have nothing against it-I just don't believe in it, since physical chemistry is so important. Like, I wanna get shivers when I look into his eyes, not into the damned computer screen.)
So yes. The point of this post is actually, well, pointless. Don't worry, dahlings, I'm not about to hump every single cute guy I see on the street. Though, being the narcissist that I am, I doubt that they'd mind that much. hah!
The next time I ever catch myself in defensive-mode, blurting out convincing shit of how singlehood is oh-so-blissful, I'll whack myself. If I catch any of my adorable single friends declaring that, I would be nonchalant.
Because, really, it is enjoyable (trust me, haha) ... but it plainly isn't the best.
I've got to stop being such a defensive asshole. =) And to W and K, who probably know not the existence of my blog, I'm truly happy for you people. :D
Whoa, time flies. Before I know it, I'm gonna be an ugly, fat, old bachelorette with no trace of a love/sex life. Whee ... ^_^
^_^ is such a gay smiley. O_o
Edit: Woo, this blog is one of the best reads I've read in a long time! And whaddaya know, he's the screenwriter of War of the Worlds. So cool!
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