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As I sit in Starbucks in Mission Hills this morning, I have a very clear vision of the life I want. Obviously I would like to be in love, but more than that, I want to be with someone who can make the most mundane of activities feel wildly exciting. There are couples everywhere and each one of them is visibly overjoyed to be drinking coffee with this person they love. I want that. Badly. There are a few single guys who watch the couples with same eyes I do. At least, that's how I interpret their looks.
I'm open to meeting someone, so why hasn't it happened yet? I'm starting feel like the boyfriend search is almost as elusive as the job search. And based on the guys I've gone out with recently, I feel like most of them are scams. Scams. That's funny since I almost had my identity and bank account information stolen. Granted, can you call it stolen when I almost just gave it away? Stupid Craigslist scams. Made me feel like a royal idiot.
If something in this life of mine doesn't change soon, I'm worried about falling into some sort of depression. Yesterday I consoled my stupidity with a couple of beers at West Coast Tavern...by myself. Yup, I went to a bar alone. I also went to a movie alone. Alone. Sola, as one Ms. Liz Gilbert of "Eat Pray Love" might say. Sola. Oh the things I wish I could change in this world.
I need a hobby. I am considering volunteering for the Girl Scouts. I could really do something positive in that arena. Part of me is also counting down the days until June 30, 2011 because that is when my lease is up and I'm free to move back to San Jose. As much as I love San Diego, there are many days when I'm not sure if it's right for me. In the meantime, I need a hobby.
I'm open to meeting someone, so why hasn't it happened yet? I'm starting feel like the boyfriend search is almost as elusive as the job search. And based on the guys I've gone out with recently, I feel like most of them are scams. Scams. That's funny since I almost had my identity and bank account information stolen. Granted, can you call it stolen when I almost just gave it away? Stupid Craigslist scams. Made me feel like a royal idiot.
If something in this life of mine doesn't change soon, I'm worried about falling into some sort of depression. Yesterday I consoled my stupidity with a couple of beers at West Coast Tavern...by myself. Yup, I went to a bar alone. I also went to a movie alone. Alone. Sola, as one Ms. Liz Gilbert of "Eat Pray Love" might say. Sola. Oh the things I wish I could change in this world.
I need a hobby. I am considering volunteering for the Girl Scouts. I could really do something positive in that arena. Part of me is also counting down the days until June 30, 2011 because that is when my lease is up and I'm free to move back to San Jose. As much as I love San Diego, there are many days when I'm not sure if it's right for me. In the meantime, I need a hobby.