Friday, May 11, 2012
♥ Single hood
It is a queer thing to be single, people around start to fret for you.
As i take my time to pick, concentrating on building up my life, and future career, setting up goals, people around me start to break into cold sweat when i did not mention any particular guy i should be taking a fancy to. Picking, analyzing, and persuading me to turn my head to have a look at a random guy, my dear friend today exerted herself in effort to change my single status. Chatting excitedly about about her plans to get married at the age of 22, her wish to stop at poly education(she says that if world ends,a cert will have no use), and, she even went a step further and had thought of names for her unborn children surprisingly efficiently. This continued throughout my lunch break after i invited her to sit with us for lunch. After the tedious meal, my thoughtful dear friend opened the facebook page of hers, and flashed photographs of topless guys at me, asking me to pick one i like best. Providing suggestions one after another, and trying to decipher the reason for me being single, my dear friend enjoyed herself thoroughly, giving me advice that she is sure to get me out of single hood.
Thank you very much my dear.
But ever thought of life without putting in all the time you have in guys and be dependent on them?
As i take my time to pick, concentrating on building up my life, and future career, setting up goals, people around me start to break into cold sweat when i did not mention any particular guy i should be taking a fancy to. Picking, analyzing, and persuading me to turn my head to have a look at a random guy, my dear friend today exerted herself in effort to change my single status. Chatting excitedly about about her plans to get married at the age of 22, her wish to stop at poly education(she says that if world ends,a cert will have no use), and, she even went a step further and had thought of names for her unborn children surprisingly efficiently. This continued throughout my lunch break after i invited her to sit with us for lunch. After the tedious meal, my thoughtful dear friend opened the facebook page of hers, and flashed photographs of topless guys at me, asking me to pick one i like best. Providing suggestions one after another, and trying to decipher the reason for me being single, my dear friend enjoyed herself thoroughly, giving me advice that she is sure to get me out of single hood.
Thank you very much my dear.
But ever thought of life without putting in all the time you have in guys and be dependent on them?
5/11/2012 10:46:00 PM