I don’t know why I decide to write during my dry spells but I suppose it’s a trend now. After a whirlwind of disastrous dating, here I am back in front of my computer contemplating my future experiences romancing loneliness and wondering whether or not I can truly avoid assholes for the rest of my life. HERE GOES!
When we last spoke I was running out of material. Sure I could have taken a trip down memory lane, but my life was already so jam packed in the nostalgic aura of the past that I tried to defy it somehow by coming up with new material – this is not as easy as you think when you are twenty pounds fatter, hate your job, and are generally bursting with LOW SELF ESTEEM.
But now is the coming of a new era. I am a skinny little bitch who has to slap them off for the sake of my future career and my chances of getting into grad school.
This doesn’t mean I haven’t been through some hurdles. Excessive dating, and an intense relationship with a sociopath have characterized the last four months of my love life. Most recently I decided it was best to give up my beliefs that I should date a ‘man of my worth’ and go after someone who I actually liked only to get ignored by him because of some illness I have yet to believe is real.
After awhile I have decided that I should just give up. My friends keep telling me it’s time for me to be alone. The thing is I haven’t actually been with someone I liked since April 2007. Ever since then people have been telling me I need to be alone. Hasn’t it been long enough?
Apparently not.
Now more than ever, I have to focus on myself. I need to stop dating dicks, and I need to focus on those awesome grad school applications I have due on December 1st. YAY.
Until then, I got A LOT of stories to tell.
