Lessons In Being Single in August and (Thus Far) in September:
Lesson 1: I've Had More Boyfriends than Taylor Swift (Depending on Who You Ask)
Depending on how you qualify dating, I've dated between 2 and 7 people. Definitely 2, as we were together first for 8 months, and my second boyfriend and I were together for 17 months. When I was in seventh grade, I went on my first date. So that's one. And this summer I had a quasi-boyfriend, and went on two dates ACCIDENTALLY. (Yes that's possible, no I'm not proud, yes it's a problem.) And there was this week-long fling in the spring, although of course I regret that so incredibly much.
But the amount of people that I've heard I've dated/am dating? That's ridiculous.
Yesterday a girl in band asked me who I've been dating recently. Because she heard I've been dating someone. Yeah, uh, NOPE. #singlelife and loving it. (Don't tell anyone but I do wish to possibly go to homecoming with this boy).
But I've decided that I wish to be single still for a while.
Lesson 2: Single and Ready to Mingle
Yes. I used that phrase. It's accurate.
I don't want to get tied down. I don't want to end up in a heavy, all-bets-are-off, touch and go, hundred-mile-hour-downhill-no-brakes relationship, wishing to be back here in freedom. I want the ability to hold a boy's hand because mine is freezing and not be thinking about someone else that I'm not even going out with because I feel a bit like I cheated.
You can't cheat on someone you're not going out with, Rex. It doesn't work like that.
And I don't want to feel like this because I was freezing. And I don't want to feel bad about chatting with him the entire movie, because I want to be his friend. I do. I don't know his last name... It's terrible...
Lesson 3: Freedom
I can wear what I want, do what I want, and say what I want. I can be myself without having to sacrifice anything for anyone. I can focus on whatever I want to. I don't have to explain myself if I disappear for an hour because I'm practicing piano or guitar, nor do I have to explain why I don't want to talk to people sometimes. I don't have to pretend to be something I'm not. I'm free.
Lesson 4: Dancing
I missed dancing. Because all my past boyfriends were too shy to dance at homecoming or any other dance/party. I can go crazy because I don't have to worry about what other people think of me at all. I don't usually anyways, but I suck at dancing.
LOVE YA'LL And WISH ME LUCK
R
forever and always
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