I wonder how life would be if I had a boyfriend. Would it be happier? more convenient? easier? I wouldn't know. My first and last relationship (or whatever that was) ended in1998. It started two months before it ended. Great, huh? Worse, I have never considered it as a relationship because I was too young then that I felt we were just playing house. Haha. I know, exagg. But really, I haven't been in a serious relationship yet and at this point in my life, it's starting to feel like time's starting to run out. Don't get me wrong. I'm in no hurry. It's just that I think being an old maid runs in our family. Three of my lola's sisters never married. My mom was the only girl among her siblings who married, leaving us cousins with two single titas. Although I have nothing against old maids (in fact, I consider these women the coolest), I wouldn't want to have the same fate as them-- at least love life-wise.
So what would it really be like if I had a boyfriend? I guess life would be lighter since I'd be having someone to share my problems with. I know I have my family and friends who help carry most of my burdens, but I guess having a boyfriend would provide comfort in knowing that there's one person who worries about my problems as much as I do. Friends may be there, but they have their own problems to deal with. A boyfriend, on the other hand, is part of your life, and you're part of his, and somehow your lives are entwined in such a way that you share everything-- from t-shirts to problems.
I guess life would also be more exciting. I'd get to go to my favorite places, do my favorite things with someone new. I'd finally be able to sit on the lovers' seat in the movie house in Rockwell or lift the arm rest in the seats in Greenbelt. Oh, and I can finally eat in Pasto on Valentine's Day (when they set a menu exclusively for couples and a la carte is not available). I'd also be able to put my creativity in use and come up with the most unique ideas for gifts. My fantasy dates would finally happen (the picnic of all our favorite food, candlit dinner among trees, goofing around in the rain, etc. etc.)
Most importantly, I'd be able to take care of someone, and love him with all my heart, without any fear of rejection.
Hay. Wishful thinking.
But then again, singlehood rocks. Besides, I have boys in my life who love me, though not in a romantic way, in ways that only they know how. And for that, I'm super thankful... So to the men in my life, especially Papa, Nico, Mike, Waps, Caloy and Wawie, thanks and I love you all! :)
Cherry on my Ice cream at 3:21:00 AM.
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