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How sad that I feel like most of my college life has been marked by disappointment! I have had a ton of fun, but the good times come in sharp spikes and only serve to split up long periods of what feels like isolation. I have learned to loooove my own company, and I mean that part without bitterness or sarcasm. I genuinely enjoy spending time with myself. And honest to god, no false fronts, I am a really happy person. The thing that I am most proud of in my life is this newly acquired, hard-won ability to keep myself happy and fight when I start falling. But sometimes I let myself drop a little bit into moments of self-pity, and this is one of those times.
I was supposed to go out tonight and I got all gussied up, and then it didn't work out. Not a date, just a girls' night I got really excited about and then everything fell through at the last minute. Let's be honest - such circumstances do not merit such a whiny post. I'm really just tired. And now it's too late to get ice cream and and some inane chick flick. Well, wah.
And not to point out...well, anything really. But being single is hard, and I can't do it for that much longer even though the end is nowhere in sight. I have been single for over 2 years - 27 months, but who's counting - and it wears me out sometimes. I am tired of having to cook all by myself and then clean up all by myself, and I am tired of feeling like a burden when I tag along with other friends' groups. I am tired of not having someone to be with who I can trust will always enjoy my company as much as I do.
I completely embrace the SATC idea of strong, single women. I am one of those women. But there comes a point where you have to ask yourself - what am I doing wrong? This is so trite and just reeks of desperation. But sometimes, when I am tired, I get a little desperate.
I was supposed to go out tonight and I got all gussied up, and then it didn't work out. Not a date, just a girls' night I got really excited about and then everything fell through at the last minute. Let's be honest - such circumstances do not merit such a whiny post. I'm really just tired. And now it's too late to get ice cream and and some inane chick flick. Well, wah.
And not to point out...well, anything really. But being single is hard, and I can't do it for that much longer even though the end is nowhere in sight. I have been single for over 2 years - 27 months, but who's counting - and it wears me out sometimes. I am tired of having to cook all by myself and then clean up all by myself, and I am tired of feeling like a burden when I tag along with other friends' groups. I am tired of not having someone to be with who I can trust will always enjoy my company as much as I do.
I completely embrace the SATC idea of strong, single women. I am one of those women. But there comes a point where you have to ask yourself - what am I doing wrong? This is so trite and just reeks of desperation. But sometimes, when I am tired, I get a little desperate.