So I'm not really sure just why I decided to take two chemistries this semster, but I am. I swear, if I can survive to the end it'll be a miracle. I just spent about 9 hours today doing nothing but chemistry. I swear, I think my brains started running out of my ears at about 3 PM. I'm not even sure how much of it is left up there as of right now.
Anyway, I'm sort of in a blah mood right now. I'm rediscovering for the umpteenth time that there are only about 10 datable guys here on campus. And those 10 guys get to share the God knows how many single girls there are here on campus. I know these guys love it. They get to pick whichever girl they want, but I'm tired of always feeling desperate. I'm also tired of seeing people I know who are getting married. The thing is, these people are my age. Most of me knows that I don't ned this right now, but the oher part of me is kind of jealous. I mean, why does it seem like it was so easy for these people to find their "soulmate" or whatever, but it always seems like it's an uphill battle with my feet tied together and no footholds along the way. I'm just tired of others finding it so easy. Why did Carolina have to have such bad odds for the girls?
So then what happens when you meet a 3S (sweet, single, and straight) guy? Do you suddenly have to compete with every other one of his groupies? It sucks royally. And then you have to worry about just what kind of person he is? I mean, go on to facebook, look at the guy's page and inevitably they have a secret. They drink too much. They pimp too much. They are petofiles and only date girls 5years younger than them. Without a doubt there is something to mar any dreams you might have had. Which is why I quit! I Quit! I Quit! I Quit! Blah...
I don't dream anymore. I don't have to strength to even fight anymore. I know they aren't going to come to me, so i'm not even going to worry about going to them. It's not like they're even going to care about me if I persue them. I mean, come on, as soon as I say that I'm a bio major and pre-med they run like they're being chased by a serial killer. Apparently, there is some unwritten code that smart girls shold not be dated. Why? Why? At least I can carry on a semi-intelligent coversation, but apparently those aren't in fashion either. Blah...
It's frustrating, especially when you're interested, and you know that the person you are interested in probably isn't interested back. Or if they are, they want something else...Bah...
Anyway, I'm sort of in a blah mood right now. I'm rediscovering for the umpteenth time that there are only about 10 datable guys here on campus. And those 10 guys get to share the God knows how many single girls there are here on campus. I know these guys love it. They get to pick whichever girl they want, but I'm tired of always feeling desperate. I'm also tired of seeing people I know who are getting married. The thing is, these people are my age. Most of me knows that I don't ned this right now, but the oher part of me is kind of jealous. I mean, why does it seem like it was so easy for these people to find their "soulmate" or whatever, but it always seems like it's an uphill battle with my feet tied together and no footholds along the way. I'm just tired of others finding it so easy. Why did Carolina have to have such bad odds for the girls?
So then what happens when you meet a 3S (sweet, single, and straight) guy? Do you suddenly have to compete with every other one of his groupies? It sucks royally. And then you have to worry about just what kind of person he is? I mean, go on to facebook, look at the guy's page and inevitably they have a secret. They drink too much. They pimp too much. They are petofiles and only date girls 5years younger than them. Without a doubt there is something to mar any dreams you might have had. Which is why I quit! I Quit! I Quit! I Quit! Blah...
I don't dream anymore. I don't have to strength to even fight anymore. I know they aren't going to come to me, so i'm not even going to worry about going to them. It's not like they're even going to care about me if I persue them. I mean, come on, as soon as I say that I'm a bio major and pre-med they run like they're being chased by a serial killer. Apparently, there is some unwritten code that smart girls shold not be dated. Why? Why? At least I can carry on a semi-intelligent coversation, but apparently those aren't in fashion either. Blah...
It's frustrating, especially when you're interested, and you know that the person you are interested in probably isn't interested back. Or if they are, they want something else...Bah...
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