Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match
Why is it that so many people are racing to get married, or trying to set their friends up, or just plain old butting into other people's lives. As a society, why is there such a pressure to find that one person that we can be happy with for the rest of our lives, even though over 50% of marriages end in divorce. But yet there in David's Bridal, there was the girl, who looked like she was 14, trying on the big white dress, with the long flowing train. I know what you're thinking, it's a girl thing, but it's not limited to just females. I've have guys too say "you know, you should think about such and such." I'm sure the guy is nice and all, but don't go setting me up, I have a hard enough time dealing with guys I don't need any more added.
Sometimes it's easier when you are seeing some one, cause then you don't get the endless question of "are you seeing any one?" One of the most frequent questions I got at my high school reunion, but it's also a question that you've had to dodge with the grandparents since you were ... oh I don't know ... about twelve.
But even if you are in a relationship, people ask when you're getting engaged, then when are you getting married. And if you have been seeing a guy for a while and he hasn't asked you yet, is he ever? You want that reassurance that all this time isn't for naught. You don't want to wake up three years down the line and you're still stuck in the same place, or you brake up and you have to start looking all over again. hmmm seems I've started to ramble, but it's just that I seem to have had a lot of conversations like that with my girlfriends.
I'm not so concerned about the marriage thing, I don't even want to do the whole wedding thing, just elope to some exotic place and by pass all the hassle. But as for me, I wish people would stop asking me why don't I move to San Francisco. Yes, I'm talking to a guy, and that's all you know, why is it, that that's the first question? I seem to be defending stay at my job and living in New Orleans more and more. Now the Tulane thing won't last much long, but I can't just up and leave. But can I really just pack up and move across the country for a guy? It seems fate thinks so. I mean friends tell me I have nothing to loose, that the west coast is so great. I've had people I barely know ask me, the girl at Tulane even asked me about it this past week.
Maybe I'm making mountains out of mole hills, but tonight after just talking to my aunt about how unhappy I am at work, I open a fortune cookie and it say, "Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also" I look at Bryan and he looks at me, and I know what he's thinking. He says that "see even the fortune cookie is telling you to quite your job," but I know he was thinking, 'see you should move'.
It's just not that easy, but yet it could be.
Sometimes it's easier when you are seeing some one, cause then you don't get the endless question of "are you seeing any one?" One of the most frequent questions I got at my high school reunion, but it's also a question that you've had to dodge with the grandparents since you were ... oh I don't know ... about twelve.
But even if you are in a relationship, people ask when you're getting engaged, then when are you getting married. And if you have been seeing a guy for a while and he hasn't asked you yet, is he ever? You want that reassurance that all this time isn't for naught. You don't want to wake up three years down the line and you're still stuck in the same place, or you brake up and you have to start looking all over again. hmmm seems I've started to ramble, but it's just that I seem to have had a lot of conversations like that with my girlfriends.
I'm not so concerned about the marriage thing, I don't even want to do the whole wedding thing, just elope to some exotic place and by pass all the hassle. But as for me, I wish people would stop asking me why don't I move to San Francisco. Yes, I'm talking to a guy, and that's all you know, why is it, that that's the first question? I seem to be defending stay at my job and living in New Orleans more and more. Now the Tulane thing won't last much long, but I can't just up and leave. But can I really just pack up and move across the country for a guy? It seems fate thinks so. I mean friends tell me I have nothing to loose, that the west coast is so great. I've had people I barely know ask me, the girl at Tulane even asked me about it this past week.
Maybe I'm making mountains out of mole hills, but tonight after just talking to my aunt about how unhappy I am at work, I open a fortune cookie and it say, "Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also" I look at Bryan and he looks at me, and I know what he's thinking. He says that "see even the fortune cookie is telling you to quite your job," but I know he was thinking, 'see you should move'.
It's just not that easy, but yet it could be.