Thursday, February 04, 2010
All the Single Ladies...Put Your Hands Up!
It's truly ironic. I pine over romantic comedies and chick flicks frequently, (my favorite movie is Dirty Dancing) but I'm completely cynical when it comes to romance in the real world. Reading me poetry by candlelight or saving Jessi, the damsel in distress? I think not. I'd rather fight my battles all on my own.
I'm only nineteen, so having no serious relationships under my belt may not seem like a big deal. But I feel that society puts plenty of pressure on people to be in relationships. But why would I want that when I'm on my way to perfecting the single life?
Being single is wonderful. For instance, I can sing Beyonce's "Single Ladies" from the heart and with true pride. I can go out with my girls whenever, everyday if I like. If this last year has taught me anything, it's how much fun you can have with your girlfriends as well as how much they can teach you about yourself. My friends have taught me more than any guy has ever shown me. Besides, why wouldn't I want to spend as much time as possible with my girlfriends? They are intelligent and beautiful women, and we know how to have a good time. Just because you have a man doesn't ensure you're always going to have a blast.
I've met a lot of ridiculous guys in my life: crazy, dramatic, or just plain stupid - I've seen a lot of it already. There may have been a few I should have considered longer than I did, maybe even looked past some of their glaring flaws. But why waste that time when I've already found an interesting, perfect person? Me!
At nineteen, I consider myself to be off the market...I'm in a relationship with myself, and boy does it take up a lot of my time. I'm a freshman in college, so I'm spending a lot of time with my books, learning who my real friends are, finding out who I am and what I want out of life. At this time, a guy would simply interfere with that process. Like Samantha Jones of Sex and the City put it: "I love you, but I love me more." It's really that simple, sometimes you have to be a little conceited. I don't see anything wrong with it.
So why shouldn't you love YOURSELF this Valentine's Day? Sometimes, you're really all you've got. This is why it's wonderful to be single: I've got more time to discover me.
So I'll leave you with a definition of single: "of, pertaining to, or suitable for one person only." This Valentine's Day is pertaining to ME, because I'm suitable for this girl only. :)