Ranting Extensively Leaves Everyone Amused, Sympathetic, or Excited
This is my first rant on my blog. Ever. Some of the content on my blog may seem like rants, but this is just a rant that I wanted to share what was on my mind, and hopefully leaving you either amused at how stupid my problems are, how sympathetic you can get and relate to me on that level, or how excited you can get to know what is happening in my life and what will be the next chapter.
This is the beginning of the RELEASE series.
So let’s begin.
Have you ever experienced a bunch of opportunities, or perceived opportunities, coming all at once?
How did you feel? Excited? Nervous? Dumbfounded and frustrated as heck because you look at everything and then start to wonder where the hell everything came from and where were they when you were originally looking?
Yeah, it sucks. Especially if you relate to the last one.
Especially if you are dealing with this in the realm of love, dating, seeking out a life partner.
I have been watching hella Christmas movies lately. You know, the ones where the girl or guy is super busy trying to pursue their career, and then all of a sudden a old or new flame comes up, and then there’s this crazy story behind it but ultimately it’s the two falling in love and being in the Christmas feels. These movies are the epitome of the whole, everything is coming at once and I do not know how to act, think, or feel about everything. You have your family to deal with, you have this boy or girl trying to get up all in your business or you trying to solve this person’s feelings, and then on top of that you’re trying to get your life together so you can have the best friggen Christmas ever.
Anyways, I don’t like this. I consider myself a romantic. I swoon and cry when the boy sweeps the girl off her feet with flowers or does something that pierces her in the heart and I throw a fist up in the air when the girl makes the first move and wins. When it comes to my life, I want these things to happen to me. It’s a confusing life. To want a man who will one day go up to you and say, “Hey, if you don’t mind I would like to hang out with you sometime and get to know you.” or “Hey, want to grab coffee or tea or boba sometime? I know a great place I’m sure you’ll love.” or even “Hey, I have a big huge friggen crush on you and I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on in my life so far.” A lot of women dream of this day, where their prince charming will ride upon horseback and be a part of her life.
That’s throwing it too far. Tell me I’m wrong or prove me wrong. In this day and age, it’s a constant struggle of who is going to make the first move. People say love is a battlefield? HELL YEAH IT IS. I’m over here going in circles trying to figure out if any of these guys I find cute even have an interest in me, let alone a clue on who I even am. At the same time, I’m trying to just get through Week 9 and get to Thanksgiving so I can eat and drink my heart out. Love…love right now is like a past time.
I want to meet someone who just decided to waltz into my life without me noticing, eventually take me by the hand, and say “You need a distraction from your crazy as heck life.” Not only a distraction, but a partner who will motivate me to be a better version of myself, and vice versa. I don’t want a piece of eye candy. I want a best friend who will be there for me no matter what, till my hairs get hella grey.
Who knows when that time will come. Maybe I should just dedicate my whole heart to work and wait for him to knock on my door to finally come outside.