i don't know since when, i've become a homebody. almost every weekend i'm home, only stepping out of the house to get food or do some simple grocery shoppings. i guessed that's life for a singleton. sometimes it's boring to the max, but also, it is a way to slow down from work and catch up with rest. however, i don't hang out much after work too. hmmm.
colleagues are simply curious how come i don't have a boyfriend. i wished to know why too. hahaha... i guess it's just that as age catches up, i'm not too keen in 'socializing'. i rather bond with my bunch of friends, rather than making new friends. so when i'm constantly surrounded by platonic friends, it would take longer to hook up with someone, i believe. how long i intend to stay single? well, i don't know. i guess when it comes, it comes. and i believe i'm still finding "the one"... i thought i found him, but fate wasn't smiling on us on this one... not ever, i think. unless..... a twist of events? yeah, i wished... and that's evil.
it's kind of getting to me seeing people i know posting their pictures of their "happily ever after" and their "bundle of joy". there's nothing wrong at all. only wonder if there's something wrong with me. 27, going on 28, and soon 30. wow, i'm old. maternal instincts are slowly creeping in. when i see little tots, i would smile and give a silent prayer to keep the baby safe. sometimes, i would feel at peace watching the baby's actions. and now that my bestie is pregnant, i'm constantly overwhelmed with joy, anticipating the arrival of her baby. and i do look forward to some good news from my brother soon!
anyhow, i guess there will be more stay-home weekends for me till i'm hooked up again. not that it's anything bad, but i don't enjoy staying home and moping over the fact i'm dateless. hahaha... oh well....
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