Stuff from Stephers

I used to share a blog with Melissa, but she's been MIA for a few months, so I made it all mine! Random thoughts on my every day life to bore you with.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Unheard

Lately it seems like everyone I know is getting engaged, married, moving in with a boy, having babies, etc. etc. Except me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for everyone that has found that perfect person, and I’m just as excited as the next person for a good wedding, but at the same time it’s a little sad to know that I don’t even know the person I want to spend that much time with. To make matters worse, I don’t even know how I’d meet that person. It’s almost impossible to be “the single one” and think that you’re going to meet guys somehow. Every time I go out it’s with practically married people. I love my friends, but they aren’t the man-meeting machines they once were. Match.com is definitely out. The first time I tried it I should have learned my lesson when the guy I went out with wanted to take me to a swingers (and I don’t mean dancing) party for a second date. My mom was talking to me about how when you’re with someone and you’re around them so much you say things that don’t really need to be said. Things like “the breeze feels nice” or “man the carpet is dirty” or “does it smell like smoke?” I have no one to say those things to. I mean, Saffy know the breeze feels nice, and I smile and think “she’s cute” but I don’t have anyone to say it to. And I know I don’t need a man to make me me, and I have tons of friends, and things to look forward to, but sometimes it would be nice to know that if you want to say something it won’t go unheard.

1 Comments:

Blogger misty said...

He's out there--and maybe you'll meet him tomorrow! The unknown can be exciting. You're one of the coolest people I know, and everyone who meets you loves you. It's just taking God a while to make the person who's good enough for you :)

I'll always listen, even if I don't know what to say. And anyway--I'm not engaged, married, moving in, or having babies--and I'm at least 2 years away from any of them, so I do feel part of your pain.

5:28 PM  

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