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My dad these days keeps telling me the importance of getting a boyfriend and marrying young. You would've thought that your parents would tell you to study first and all that, but he says get a boyfriend and uni and get married! Of course it's logical, when he's explained it. Let's say you get married at 35, instead of earlier at 24 or 25. For 2, 3 years, it's just the two of you, just enjoy things a bit. Then you have kids. Say one at 38 and another at 40. Say you have your last kid at 40. If it's a boy, he'll end up going to NS, and by the time he's out of uni, he'll be 25, and you'll be 65. Which means working till 65, and possibly beyond, so you have enough cash for your retirement.
That isn't a fate I wanna end up with of course. I'm retiring by 55 by hook or by crook, and then I'll be a nice old grandmother who's wicked with the cards and the mahjongh tiles. With a nicely padded tummy too.
Right now though all his lecturing just gets on my nerves, because I've gone right past that IWANNABOYFRIEND stage, back to when I was 8 and all IHATEBOYS. Boys boys boys. At this age they're so GROSS. They're immature. Take any gang of boys and listen to them for a while. I'm pretty sure after 5 minutes, you'll find them dissing someone else- and they're not sparing with the foul words either. It's even worse than girls' bitching, because girls tend to not words like fucking cibai. It's immature and it's annoying. They're gross- most of them don't cut their nails and grow them really long, and they're mostly skinny and underfed. Some of them don't even have an ounce of chivalry in them.
Besides that I tend to take a long term view of things, and I can't imagine being married to anyone. Can't imagine being close enough that I'm willing to stand his farting or belching or walking into the toilet after he's done shitting. Or even kissing him and tasting what he had for dinner.
For those girls who have managed to find a lovely boy who doesn't fit any of the characteristics described above, my hat goes off to you. for those girls look at the world through the lens of love, I really wish I could be you. To be able to have someone's companionship, to have one constant in your life, to have someone support you and love you and care for you, and want to be there for you forever... well, it must be beautiful. Maybe one day I'll find a boy like that too. But for now, I think I'm contented in my singlehood. I've got my girlfriends, after all, and after this... ordeal of the A Levels, I promise to myself that I will grow up and go out and paint the town red.
I WANT UDDERS ICE CREAM!
That isn't a fate I wanna end up with of course. I'm retiring by 55 by hook or by crook, and then I'll be a nice old grandmother who's wicked with the cards and the mahjongh tiles. With a nicely padded tummy too.
Right now though all his lecturing just gets on my nerves, because I've gone right past that IWANNABOYFRIEND stage, back to when I was 8 and all IHATEBOYS. Boys boys boys. At this age they're so GROSS. They're immature. Take any gang of boys and listen to them for a while. I'm pretty sure after 5 minutes, you'll find them dissing someone else- and they're not sparing with the foul words either. It's even worse than girls' bitching, because girls tend to not words like fucking cibai. It's immature and it's annoying. They're gross- most of them don't cut their nails and grow them really long, and they're mostly skinny and underfed. Some of them don't even have an ounce of chivalry in them.
Besides that I tend to take a long term view of things, and I can't imagine being married to anyone. Can't imagine being close enough that I'm willing to stand his farting or belching or walking into the toilet after he's done shitting. Or even kissing him and tasting what he had for dinner.
For those girls who have managed to find a lovely boy who doesn't fit any of the characteristics described above, my hat goes off to you. for those girls look at the world through the lens of love, I really wish I could be you. To be able to have someone's companionship, to have one constant in your life, to have someone support you and love you and care for you, and want to be there for you forever... well, it must be beautiful. Maybe one day I'll find a boy like that too. But for now, I think I'm contented in my singlehood. I've got my girlfriends, after all, and after this... ordeal of the A Levels, I promise to myself that I will grow up and go out and paint the town red.
I WANT UDDERS ICE CREAM!