One of my close friends thought it’d be fun to try online dating, so I thought . . . why not? She’s honestly the sort that was TOTALLY against online dating and she hardly ever tries anything new. For her to actually make an account and start trying out an app to find someone made me realize . . . that I should give this a shot too. At the end of the day, the two of us, including Selene, were totally . . . over this online dating. No more. Continue reading “Online Dating Discoveries”
It’s okay if you don’t read this. The other writers and I are compiling profiles of our ideal boyfriends for future reference. We’re doing this just for fun, though I think seriously about what kind of guy would be “best” for me before making this list. I want to believe that whoever I end up with shouldn’t be too far from my ideal… since I value my standards, consider them to be mostly (maybe not the “ideals”) realistic, and feel like I’m not likely to settle for that much less (for now at least).
So here we go… my take on Mr. Ideal:
Continue reading “My Mr. Ideal (because Mr. Perfect doesn’t exist.)”
This is just a fun series of posts where the four of us will list our ideal type of guy. We thought it would be interesting to see if we actually find someone that has these characteristics or if we’ll be attracted to different types of people. Please don’t take this post too seriously because we’re doing this more as an experiment. (When I have a boyfriend in the future, I might do a post that lists what he is like briefly to compare with the alleged ideal guy and the real guy.)
Here goes my post.
If I could build my ideal type of guy, I think these would be the requirements…
A post to remind you all that we’re not dead~ \o/
I dunno, I’m in one of those weird moods right now which usually warrants me wanting to rant somewhere and, instead of doing the smart thing and going to sleep, this just happens to be my outlet of choice.
Today’s topic of choice: Names. How important are names to you in general? How important is YOUR name to you? Do misspellings bother you? Even if they’re minor?
My new year’s resolution is to be less optimistic. Or, in today’s language, “gurrrl, let’s be real”.
I complain about being single all the time. It’s come to a point where I use my “singleness” as a conversation starter, joke and excuse. I make it seem as if the world is against me and my desire to be in a relationship. But honestly, I’m single because I choose to be single.
The reality is: I’m not interested in the guys that like me, and the guys that I like don’t like me.
For years, I harbored this pseudo-denial mindset where I proclaimed that no guy has ever been interested in me (but secretly, totally hoping I was on someone’s crush-list somewhere). Now, taking a step back, I’m pretty sure that there were guys who were interested–even if for a short while. I just preferred to play the woe-is-me card than to face the truth. I didn’t want to be “that bitch who thinks she’s too good for him”. So, as soon as I detected interest from someone I wasn’t interested in, I would consciously push him away. And then go back to complaining about my undesirability. Typical.
Yes, I am that bitch who thinks she’s too good for him. Continue reading “Being honest with myself”
That was my most random title yet. This post will probably also be quite random. The only reason this post is actually becoming a thing is because I didn’t want to post it on our group chat on the off-chance that it might rub anyone the wrong way (because the me that overthinks can see the possibility). Call it wishful thinking, paranoia, overthinking, overanalyzing, whatever you will… as soon and as highly improbable as it may seem, there may be something in my non-existent love life to squint at for a bit.
After my unsuccessful pseudo-confession/rejection with Country Boy, I swore that I would give up all notion/hope of love before getting settled into grad school. I really don’t have the time/mental ability/desire to start a relationship with anyone else right now when my whole future is so up in the air. So someone please explain to me just what is happening now.
I often ask myself that question: “What is love?” I thought I was in love with the Serious Guy, but after around a week and a half of being extremely busy on a project, I didn’t miss him at all. I didn’t even think about messaging him. Now, even if he doesn’t respond to me quickly, I don’t care. I don’t even care much if I visit Japan or if I ever see him again. Okay, I only want to visit Japan because of shopping and the food now. 😉 Continue reading “What is Love?”